| Ha ha ha ha check it
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| Its me thats creepin through the back
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| And the black on black
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| Lil soldier with a mac
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| I bust back till it crack
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| You see I ride tonight
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| Bullets fly at night
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| Lain tonight
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| Wayne and get high at night
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| And a high tonight when I’m duckin' round the mirrors
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| I run over niggas like eighteen wheelers
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| Hungry gorilla
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| Ah what cha what cha got wootay
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| Gettin' beef thinks its cool I hit cha hit cha block wootay
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| Hit cha get cha gurl
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| Choppa choppa neighborhood
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| Let his poppa understood
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| Nigga burn like wood
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| And I swang
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| Through yo house wit that thang
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| Fo-Five range
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| Can you catch me where I reign
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| Now look hang to below the sealevel
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| I be hotter than a devil
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| Lil daddy I’m on fire
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| 17 rider
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| Mac-mac his supplier
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| Lil boy my chopper make mo noise than a choir
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| One of these niggas gone leave here brainless
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| Some of these niggas ain’t gone even be remainin'
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| Look now you keep thinkin' I’m to be played with
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| My gage spray quick
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| I ain’t ta be played with
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| I ride like a rollercoaster
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| When I ride with uptown soldiers
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| I’m comin' up the back my grill start to spark
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| Opp I’m coming up the front (breathing hard) ya caught
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| Now where you gone run and where you gone turn
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| Oohh I got my gun
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| Oohh chopper bullets burn
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| To whom it may concern
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| Chopper bullets burn
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| Get through your block like a perm
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| Look weak like sperm
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| Now check the whole block the whole block catch a fire
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| I be the I be the block block on the rider
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| I spin yo corner with my size 16 sankin'
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| Lip trangin'
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| Shootin' 50 automatic
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| They all black and
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| Stickin' niggas like patches
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| Family stackin'
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| They all burn like matches
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| Now test me and it will be accidental
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| Erase like pencils
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| Use niggas like rentals
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| Now WHO
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| Will wanna run up on my crew
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| Look as COOL
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| Logger its all on you
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| See I CRUISE
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| Up and down your street like the caribbean
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| Then I release all off my heater from the fifty plus
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| Ashes to dust I get dirty dirty like mud
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| Leave one ta bust
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| And dirty dirty slugs rush
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| Now hush and everybody keep the noise down
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| See uptown bout to bring all of you boys down
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| Got a mean frown
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| I’m movin' like a po lil bug
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| Better keep it shut
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| Fo the whole block get burned up
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| Thats me up on the back street in black clothes
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| See me and Rob burn blocks whoa nigga whoa
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| We get two choppers from Mike and leave a hundred hoes
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| We run up on you at night whoa nigga whoa
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| See I explode
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| And leave brains on the flo
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| I light yo block
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| With case Glocks and calicodes
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| Now there it go
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| The beat done jumped off
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| Oo-ooohhh the beat done jumped off
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| I clear your street with heat from a sawed-off
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| And all the peeps on yo street get hauled off
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| Don’t fall off
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| Or wootay its on you
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| The bullets charged see wootay I warned you
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| I come through with a chopper to let it off
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| Ya ready dawg the drama I’mma let it off
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| La la la la la la weak like sperm
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| Told ya told ya told ya chopper bullets burn
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| Now check the whole block the whole block
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| Its best you play cool fo I make it yo block |