| It’s the Lil One, Lil One
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| Sick em, stick me
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| Lil One, Lil One
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| Theif and robbin
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| Lil One, Lil One
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| Sick em, stick em
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| Lil One Lil One
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| Enemiez fallin
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| Well a vandle of mischief comin in glidin
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| All in your district enemiez hidin
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| Avoidin any type of collission
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| Wishin forever, I’m no where in your vision
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| Sinnin, murder, slaughter, arson
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| Causin fire in your coffin punk
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| Flamin, explainin to the reeper
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| Beggin for a reason not to keep ya
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| I’m stuck in the land of lost
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| Rememberin what should of never been disrespected
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| Sluts manifested, now you’re hearts rested fool
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| You should of never tested
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| Now you stare at a man that’s dead
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| With a cape in the neck and horns in the head
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| And no one around to assist you, will ya
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| Vato I’ma kill ya, sounds familar
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| Thought you were down for the murder
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| Phony, a buck to your dome and a buck to your homie
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| Fuck in a gat if you know your won’t blast
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| Light this match and blow away your ashes
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| Doomsday, I’m back for the pay it’s a smoker
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| A bullet pocker, taken over
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| Better break wide for the rifle
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| Layin on my shoulder, I told ya
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| Now I got the march of the soldier
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| Piss ya, diss, chop you up and sniff ya
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| To the death may the hearts be witcha
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| So now, you know about my rep
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| You feel you wanna step
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| Then you’re gonna owe a debt
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| That’s priceless, before the sun rises
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| Slices, to your neck
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| You wore numbers like dices
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| I’m in effect if you get hetic
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| Show you to the exit
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| Your family effected, claimin
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| Blamin the Lil One is slayin
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| Prayin, sayin that you’ll be stayin
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| Up in a box but I’m from the hard knocks
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| You walk through my blocks
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| You gotta meet the Glocks
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| Fool
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| Tell me something my fried
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| Have you ever danced with the devil
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| In Life, I just like the sound of it
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| Never again will you wonder
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| How it’ll be when you die
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| So never run those lips
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| If you not knowin about this
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| All you doin is puttin your life
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| Where your mouth is
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| Fools
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| A reminder
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| Murder has no tongue
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| But it speaks for itself
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| Ha Ha Ha |