| hey yo wassup DJ man
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| (wassup?)
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| man you won’t believe the shit that happen to me last night man
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| (what?)
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| know I’m riding down the street man
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| nigga came and just stuck me for my shit man
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| (what?)
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| yeah dawg
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| (man fuck them hoes dawg I’m on my way over there
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| don’t talk no more we on these hotlines)
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| aight
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| (Imma handle that)
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| I’m loading up these Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m loading up my Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m down with these G’s (the night before)
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| and they down to roll (the night begins)
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| my G’s down to roll (what happen to others)
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| my G’s outta control (what happen to my friends)
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| I’m down with these V’s (the night before)
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| and they down to roll (the night begins)
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| my V’s down to roll (what happen to others)
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| my V’s outta control (what happen to my friends)
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| There’s nothing that you hoes can do I been through much harder niggas
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| drop fools
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| like seafood off in water niggas
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| I been pulling triggers
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| busting since the quest nigga
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| 2 dope Cutlass driving put something in ya chest nigga
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| these boys think they in the clear
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| just let a nigga speak something say something
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| (jump) sing something nigga
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| I got ten thousand dollars on your death nigga
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| ain’t no deal bitch I’m deeper offering wealth nigga
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| any nigga that get this boy head
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| call up Hypnotize office
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| and let me know this nigga dead
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| I don’t care if you fedz I don’t care if you police
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| you wanna make this green make this nigga rest in peace
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| I ain’t playing bitch I’m down with a klan
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| I’m down with a klan called the motherfucking Killa Klan
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| Scan and Mack Prophet Posse gonna react
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| thugs from the Southside put something in his hat (if-i-nite)
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| I’m loading up these Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m loading up my Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m down with these G’s (the night before)
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| and they down to roll (the night begins)
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| my G’s down to roll (what happen to others)
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| my G’s outta control (what happen to my friends)
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| I’m down with these V’s (the night before)
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| and they down to roll (the night begins)
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| my V’s down to roll (what happen to others)
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| my V’s outta control (what happen to my friends)
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| it’s my goal my goal in this fucking bitch
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| now nigga gone die if he already tried shit
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| try shit die bitch die bitch
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| in a ditch is where your motherfucking body’s at you and that fucking bitch for plotting shit
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| yall done plot up on the wrong motherfucking click
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| we claiming 6−6-6 in this motherfucking bitch
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| and now yall got us loading up some shit
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| kicking in some doors pushing on some floors
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| and now you got us looking for your ass boy
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| its hard for me to be a MC in this game
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| its hard for me to understand I fuck with pain
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| its hard for me to picture how it was
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| in my eyes I picture nothing but blood
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| and blood my love on the pavement
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| oh lord I think they might mistake it
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| I’m loading up these Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m loading up my Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| the night before
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| the night begins
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| what happen to others
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| what happen to my friends (x2)
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| it’s a murder man serve hurt a man
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| do him in quick drop his corpse in a can
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| broken hand Satanic techniques creep
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| sweep him off his feet commence to boxing that bitch
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| so say you wanna rumble with the rough Koopsta
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| slugs bust sluts for the Mafia (Mafia Mafia ya)
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| duck from my clutch fore your blood kicks quick
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| pimp shit never miss if me shoot that bitch
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| mentally insane there’s no hoe up in my brain
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| you may say that I’m deranged when I blow out your brains
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| mane I ain’t playing don’t test this bitch
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| shit I walk between the spaces of the morning and the darkeness
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| ripped up chopped down the yellow sick road
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| cause a hoe choked bust nose kill a hoe
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| so hear the little drummer beat
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| switch here to lose it preachers in the noose Satanic cartoons fool
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| I’m loading up these Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m loading up my Lugers
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| thugs ready to ride
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| my boys ready to ride
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| these bitches ready to hide
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| I’m down with these G’s
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| and they down to roll
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| my G’s down to roll
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| my G’s outta control
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| I’m down with these V’s
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| and they down to roll
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| my V’s down to roll
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| my V’s outta control |