| No doubt
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| The real drama shit
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| All ya rap niggas pay homage
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| When he raps, spit atomics
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| When verse crash the Earth like a comet
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| Raise a prophet, make hot lava spit out like vomit
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| We Vietnam it, scramble ya brain like an omelette
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| Spling baby link the bomb it, keep you reek niggas in bondage
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| A convicts we Allah, then we bomb it We trom it, it take a Terror Squad to dis arm it We layin with grenades in our palms, two hours longer
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| Ah shit nigga, you got me started momma one of the good boys
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| Said she got a 400 pound retarted Bronx nigga from the Projects
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| What nigga you don’t want it, cock figga figga got it You make me sick, fuckin wit Pun, youse a crazy bitch
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| Hold him for ransom, or cut off his tongue in cause he itchin
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| 80 stitches across cheak, 70 more for talkin cheap
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| A buck 50 even nigga, that’s regulation on the street
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| «No man can go against me!»
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| «You don’t stop me»
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| Probaly socks soes inside the trenches
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| Closin in for miles to inches, killin the distance, enemy flinches
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| Death finces left for kid limus
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| Made mine behind the barb wire fences
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| Crossfire tent winters
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| Saw my man blow, bandana tied tight like Rambo
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| Burn a slug make the land glow
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| Niggas screamin for medics and ammo
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| Every soldier in your c&go
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| Me and my man Joe got ya back
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| AKA Joey Crack, AK with the mack, makin my to the pack
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| Everyday I gotta be strapped, cuz niggas don’t know how to act
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| You don’t wanna go the gap, cuz T-Squad gonna react
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| Whatta we go? |
| thugs and ammo, by a hundred tons of guns and rambos
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| Just in case you comin Commando
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| I’m a Sopranos and Corleones wit they own armies
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| And a couple of morrenos that’ll die for me Hammers a law under the camouflage here to take jars
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| Put a cap inside ya cap and leave a four in your sarge
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| Killas are large, my two trade pound gauge will sound hard
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| For every round sabotage, bodies hit the ground hard
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| That’s a pound dog bout to get down and put the work
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| Try the jury but it wouldn’t work, skit but it wouldn’t merk
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| He glass, no glass, think fast yo ass too late, muthafucka
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| Put a d-rap too fast
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| «Act like you want Drama»
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| «Kool G. Rap»
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| «Big Pun»
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| «X-Executioners style» |