| Y’all niggas hurry up. |
| Go in there, buck them niggas and get the fuck out
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| Don’t be playin, dogg playin, yahearwhutI’msayin? |
| Kill them niggas and get
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| The fuck back so we can stay ballin, we’ll be chillin right here
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| «Eh nigga, I wanna know if you’re ready to do this shit? |
| You ready to do
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| This shit or what, motherfucker? |
| And don’t be actin like no pussy when we
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| Get the fuck out, man»
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| «Is you down, nigga?» |
| ---] O-Dog
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| Well if you’re down say you’re down, if you’re scared, say you scared
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| This is the real, don’t fuck around and come unprepared
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| Or you might lose your life on the mean streets
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| Middle of the night when the motherfuckin fiends meet
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| Hold your grip tight yo, don’t let it slip
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| You gotta keep your tool for the fools that wanna trip
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| And if they wanna trip, send em on a vacation
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| All expenses paid for a devil’s cremation
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| Can’t be no contemplation, cos if he busts first you’re gettin burst, uhh
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| Layin on your back, I guess what I’m sayin, black, is that
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| If you ain’t down then don’t fuck around
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| «Is you down, nigga?» |
| Cos the shit gets thick in my town
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| This ain’t a TV show or a song from the radio
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| Murder on the streets, yo, is at a high ratio
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| So it ain’t no time for playin
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| You takes the 9 and I’ma be sprayin
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| Now what the fuck’s this look in your eye? |
| You’re lookin nervous, nigga
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| Earlier tonight you was all ready to service, nigga
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| Now your trigger ain’t got no itch
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| You’re attitude switch like a motherfuckin bitch
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| I can see thru your expression that you’re vessin
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| Feelin crazy pet, lookin like you wanna jet
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| But now the shit is obvious, you just can’t deal
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| I gotta find another nigga down for the real, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| Are you down for the real?
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| Real lifestyle’s where niggas run wild
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| Day after day the product line is a mile
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| A nigga got his eye aimed on what’s mines
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| I gots ta lay low cos my PO is thorough
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| He keep checkin every borough cos my address pad is thick
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| Niggas be actin wild cos they girl be on my dick
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| This kid downtown don’t like me, he say he want me dead
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| He even put up cash and put a price on my head
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| At first I can’t sweat it but my little man got hit
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| We had a lotta thrills but now he’s buried in the catskills
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| Rumour has it, that bein with me’s a target
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| My crew go less and less and I resort to wearin a vest
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| Ain’t got no type of fans, just me and my mans
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| We be drawin up plans that include the use of guns
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| Try to stay alive so we can spare no use of funds
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| A month or two blows, a whole year blows
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| Are we still on our toes as we guzzle all the Moet?
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| Two drunken poets as the first shots hit
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| My man don’t duck quick and gets hit in the chest
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| I just got nicked cos I had on the vest
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| Now I’m dashin, cars in the garage
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| Run past the Path'. |
| run past the Dodge
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| Rumble for the keys, made it to my shit
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| The AK can spray now niggas is gettin hit, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| Are you down for the real?
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| Are you down for the real, motherfuckers?, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| Are you down for the real???, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| Now are you down with the real ass niggas?, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| Now tell me if you’re down for the real?, «Is you down, nigga?»
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| «Is you down, nigga?» |
| (x10) |