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1:

Never duck another mother repeat it
Never duck another fucker
Nigga better it
put the cerebellum in killa
For real a foe can get
what a gorilla know
Killa syllable
yo biblical the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing pitiful game,
is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to
Cause the homie that you meant a lot to us
Buck I'm lookin for a cock to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you it cause lockin' up
get ride on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I wanna be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em another milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
when I said it you that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you don't get in trouble
a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a mother fucker
see ya
the chest no need regret
A fun day a Sunday paper
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of
a made if you steppin to me
You will benefit
Nigga if I it Imma finish it
Run up on a fucka
while he a chick
Put a bullet in her head she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo that's the luck of the grit
Bring 2 everyone in your face with the bane
You some its mother fuckin' shame
we guns
If you don't you're insane or dumb
too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a know
A mother fuckin' will spit
Fuckin' around with the killa and shit.
If you really do it nigga we can step into
Put us up against mother fuckers
and we thru it
a nigga buck a nigga
if he think he's a
Meant I when I it you remember that
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in
With a nigga the Teccanina
if you're lookin' a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and take a
we jus,

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the hot cooked will done
wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they
I'm too mother fuckin'
Deadly ticking like a bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you in Vietnam
When I explode aint nuttin
but for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a insane
Mentally mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' like quick sand
and poppin'
Any punk bucks up bring a body bag
If you get fucked up
There it is you little made
start runnin'
When I'm playin' with the
of an uzi a gauge
Really don't matter many die
the shot gun scatter
From 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't with me
So 4 who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch little ass got lit
I wanna be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And And I meant it
when I it you remember that?
(Hell mother yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a nigga like the
if your lookin' a enemy bust
We don't stop and take a minute
we just

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Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
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They bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and some buckin'
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Spray guns might result in you some
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