| Yeah. |
| this one appears to be very forceful.
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| Very forceful. |
| yeah, here we go now
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| Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk
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| Thug niggaz let me see y’all, yeah
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| Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin
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| and put you out your misery and your sufferin
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| Uh-oh! |
| Yeah, and just for frontin,
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| you got me bustin two nines
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| with one hand tied together or somethin
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| Ain’t no mistakin we takin your trap
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| In case you niggaz didn’t know,
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| you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap
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| On some John Reno shit in Professional,
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| how we accurate and precise when we bust
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| and every move is intentional
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| Violate and I will get at yo’ass
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| And if I can’t catch you track star
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| we’ll start throwin SHIT at yo’ass
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| Wait a minute nigga, hold up second,
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| see youse a bitch and while we bust yo’ass
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| yo’faggot peoples ain’t even checkin
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| Yo y’all need to send the coroner, shit
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| Leave you lookin out a place
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| like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit
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| I be that nigga and I love to experiment
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| with specific high-explosives
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| just to take y’all niggaz out of this element, NOW!
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| Chorus: Busta Rhymes
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| Cause we got new shit for y’all
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| (All my niggaz in the spots,
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| y’all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga)
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| And we come to take shit over y’all
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| (Yes we here to regulate
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| and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga)
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| Always rep the street for all y’all
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| (Constantly hittin y’all off with street shit
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| and keep y’all niggaz open yeah
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| All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha’all gon’do now,
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| everytime we come with that street shit
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| Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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| Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz
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| Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz
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| Aiyyo the shit we do be so off the hook,
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| fuck around and get yo’leg broke
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| and beat all in yo’face with ya foot
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| We here to stay, FUCK payin a visit
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| I only fuck with certain LIVE niggaz
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| like my niggaz Tash and Xzibit
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| Ever since I vowed to keep the shit raw
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| I stay hittin niggaz with shit
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| that’ll leave they fuckin face on the floor
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| Everytime niggaz know when we black
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| Smack a nigga so fuckin hard
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| he’ll fall and probably spin on his back
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| Funny how niggaz’ll always shit talk
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| The very next day they will notice the difference
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| in the way they bitch walk
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| My street niggaz need to come for the ride
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| Cause when we step up in the place
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| you funny niggaz need to slide to the side
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| I love to watch these funny niggaz diminish
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| and while we slowly murder them niggaz
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| they prayin on the MOMENT we finish
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| I take you back to the very beginnin
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| and beat you in yo’head from birth
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| and watch you grow lovin the SHIT we be bringin
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| Street niggaz keep they mind on they dream
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| Focus the most on gettin they paper
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| and be thoroughly reppin they team
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| You know we quick to mash it down for some hours
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| Quick to leave some of these niggaz shook
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| runnin with the rest of them cowards
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| And leave the rest of niggaz ready to dumb
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| and rep the street until we all die
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| could give a fuck wherever you from, NOW!
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| Chorus w/ minor variations
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| For all my motherfuckers
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| that live in the urban city areas
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| Only the urban city areas
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| The ghettoes
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| The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores
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| and churches right across the streets from alla that
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| Yeah.
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| Motherfuckers sellin weed, crack, and all of that shit
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| on the corner — it ain’t the right thing to do But niggaz is put in the motherfuckin, living conditions
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| that have to do that shit
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| The street motherfuckers
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| All y’all survival of the fittest motherfuckers, SURVIVE
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| This is dedicated to y’all
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| Street shit |