| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Heads get popped open one shot
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| Long scope, shell poked
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| Blow holes through the flesh
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| Bullets go through the neck
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| Knife’s poked behind the back
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| Throat cheek-to-cheek
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| Kings get beheaded and queens get put to sleep
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| Long sleep, rest in peace
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| Pieces leave you restin' in pieces
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| Keep peace or keep piece
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| Or piece to back of your skull cap
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| Caps through the logo of your ball cap
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| Long naps, dirt naps
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| Nightcaps, captain of the ship
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| Plank, best friend on a wing shot gank
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| Even Judas betrayed Jesus with the kids
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| John the Baptist, Malcolm, Martin, Huey, Fred
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| Hampton, even Abraham Lincoln, John Kennedy
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| John Lennon asked Reagan back from war
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| Talkin' 'bout blood you bathed in
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| Slugs to the brain
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| Full clip unloaded to the frame
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| No gun to explain or names
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| People start runnin' 'cause somebody’s out dumpin'
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Bodies drop while they duckin', nobody wanna be hunted
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| You realize the time’s crazy, hammers so common lately
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Raisin' the body count on the daily, livin' where there’s no safety
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Car pop, pills, pop-lock, but don’t pop Glocks
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| 'Cause when them shots pop
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| Heads get knocked
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| Dropped, put in a hole, buried
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| Remember them, forgot, don’t be
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| Tryna block the shot when they cocked
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| Deer in the headlight, fashion mag head
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| Shot headline, shots hit the spine
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| Light head, flat line, rap sheet deep
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| Gun hung, turn some, let many die
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| Too many live to meet the pine
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| And orange suit still alive
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| Choose a side, do or die
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| Meaning kill or be killed
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| And I will survive
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| Dark side, all-time
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| Arm yourself one time
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| 'Cause it only takes one time
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| To leave your ass behind
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| Behind the curtains
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| Closed on you for a very long time
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| The one gun don’t stop the show
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| And it’s showtime
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| People start runnin' 'cause somebody’s out dumpin'
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Bodies drop while they duckin', nobody wanna be hunted
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| You realize the time’s crazy, hammers so common lately
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Raisin' the body count on the daily, livin' where there’s no safety
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Arms missin', limbs found five feet from the body
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| Body bag, body wrapped, rap sheet
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| Mummy wrap raps
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| Hit the body like a shotty
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| Open bodies with a blast
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| Gun blast, pop lock and shoot through foes
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| Leave holes in clothin' and holes in domes
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| Nobody wanna be caught with no body
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| When the chrome get put up to your dome
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| Nobody do it better, Beretta body
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| Maserati fast, bullets get passed
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| And caught by somebody
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| Nobody wanna die or pass on
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| Somebody play with fire and get burned
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| Play with knives and get cut
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| Live by guns die by guns
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| Some only just begun
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| Young, old, guilty, innocent
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| And the shit don’t make sense
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| If self-defense is a nine
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| You pushed me against the fence
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| I gotta scratch that itch and put that bitch in line
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| I’d rather not lose mine
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| People start runnin' 'cause somebody’s out dumpin'
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Bodies drop while they duckin', nobody wanna be hunted
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| You realize the time’s crazy, hammers so common lately
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| Raisin' the body count on the daily, livin' where there’s no safety
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| When them shots pop, pop, pop
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| They pop off |