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What y'all want me to do

Keep your %#@! the hardest
It's about to go down
^!$$%z is ready to start this war that's for sure

^!$$% come and get it
Ride and die why
Cause my ^!$$%z is wit it


I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there
Do a dirt and a ^!$$% gotta take the backway there

What it is is the biz and its dirty
You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty
Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days

On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way
If I get caught across Jersey state lines
Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89

So that's like 9 years delinquent time
You speakin crime than you know
9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go

No probation or parole more time doin nothin
They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin
Carry ^!$$%z greasy because I'm built like that

Burry ^!$$%z easy cause they get kilt like that
If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way
But either or you will respect mine

And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude
The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death
Sorry I didn't know ^!$$% don't even waste your breath

Coppin pleas not D why you flippin
^!$$% know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin
Letin a ^!$$% catch you when I got my gaurd down

So I keep em up
Noddin of with one eye open
I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both

Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose
So I don't drug thing crud thangs
Think I don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze

Raw gun playin drama
Sadness to another ^!$$%z momma
I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma

These are troublesome times
And the crime prevails
And the dark side keeps a ^!$$%z $$# in jail

Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that
Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back


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Try to show ^!$$%z but I can only hope they see

You a little ^!$$% fit right up in a 6 by 3
Layin' up like this
Lips sewn shut eyes closed

^!$$%s walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose
You was ballin ^!$$% till your $$# got balled out
Called out by some disrespectful $$# ^!$$%s that go all out

I bet you thought it was real funny
Until it had to get cruddy
Me walkin off leavnin you with all this bloody

What he gonna do when it's all over for real
And the last thing you see is that steel
A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right

Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight
Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a ^!$$%
Street sweeper like ahhhh!

Sendin it to a ^!$$%
When you in the house you play by house
2 words you'll never here again are house lose

And that's house choose it aint gonna be that
Cause I can't see that
Ready to get in them ^!$$%z $$# real good so where the weed at

Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar
I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kill you
And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin

So I'm just gonna let you go be that same ^!$$%
still frontin laughin and %#@!
Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good
let me see somethin money
For real

(Go ^!$$%, go ^!$$%, go ^!$$%, go ^!$$% ^!$$%)

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