| Up that chain keys to the new whip
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| Shhh quiet don’t say a word
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| Try it, have ya brains leaking on the curb
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| Who wanna be a hero turn crews in to zeros
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| Deepthroat my 50cal turn ya face into a peep hole
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| My nigga D-Lo peep yo we get dirty
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| The modern-day lil Seymore and big Percy
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| Fiends never could work me, bitches neither
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| Hit it and leave her, I’ll vetti venni vecci ya
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| Peep a, nigga like me on the stroll
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| Fever, sizzle Im meat on the stove
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| The beef’ll fizzle fashizzle my nizzle
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| Caught in the crossfire while playing monkey in the middle
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| Find a arm or leg on Fort street and Biddle
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| Wyandotte, why not it’ll only cost a little
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| To have you on the back of a card right in ya mail box
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| Scar told me expect jail if you sell rocks
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| Fuck the niggas that nailed Pac and Biggie
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| When Phillies in ya zone I shell shock ya city
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| Hip hop rock city Peace to 5' 9″
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| The only other niggas in the D getting live
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| The rest of yall frauds if you ever cross Bronze
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| Don of the state put a bomb under ya car
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| Ain’t a thug but I got a lot of thugs with me
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| My nigga Coke, Hove, G-Dubb get’em
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| Them dudes is surgeons the tools be virgins
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| Fresh outta the box, shells inserted
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| Go ahead stand there dudes shoot crowds
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| Move out the club with slugs its a shootout
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| Wild west shit crime infested
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| Run a train in a bitch mouth no regrets its
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| The mitten Michigan Gun Rule
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| Motor city madness Lansing it’s only one rule
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| Cream
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| Dollar dollar bills I’ll kill a clown, me
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| I collar deals yeah I get around, flee
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| When a nigga like P’s in your district
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| Pass the biscuit it’s butter I’m all business
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| Belligerent back stabbers be on ya guard
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| Ya feeling it (Im feeling it) we about to go hard
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| Killer at large like Nas a silent murderer
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| Body in the trunk found blood all on his furniture
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| We take the cash the guns flash
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| Get the stash
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| Police come then run
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| We dont get caught like Desean Jack
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| Niggas better fall back, gimme the chains Im’a pawn that
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| We take the cash the guns flash
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| Get the stash
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| Police come then run
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| We dont get caught like Desean Jack
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| Niggas better fall back, gimme the chains Im’a pawn that |