| Livin on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
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| rollin around nine deuce cadillac
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| still got my homies to watch my back
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| and they’ll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat
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| thats why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin they follow
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| a hollow point shell’s hard ta swallow
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| why wallow when ya come ta roll on i put tha clip an dust
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| bring ya ass on, kickin dust on ya head as tha gatt busts
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| my grip surronded im about ta get rushed i brushed wit death
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| how many shells stuffed in my closet???
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)
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| i told tha boyz get tha sawed off glock and tha rest of tha gats
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| as i strapped on tha bullet-proof vest
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| BOOM i think i got one to tha chest
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| hot damn I didn’t want to kill a man shit
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| i still stand tall with tha hill clan ya’ll better stand back
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| niggaz bout ta fall I’m comin out blastin like yosemite
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| sam get tha cheese an tha bread for tha ham
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down)
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| when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready) |