clone, you wrong, what the fuck? You niggas ain't thinking what's the consequence? Now I'm 'bout to get real deadly, ready for the war When we just start bombing shit
], whom die they lie. Flesh-Whom die they lie. Krayzie-No mo' mercy . . . Flesh-Whom die they lie. [Shot.] Flesh~N~Bone-Now, who wanna go snitch? Talk shit
bitches roll in packs 'Cause niggas who ain't shit talk loud and pack gats You got a fuckin' pistol, now you think you're a VIP man But you can get cut
I hit 'em with the game I gotta hit em with this damn thang 'Cause it's kill or be killed, never cut slack And if you cut slack, they bust back, fuck
Snuck up behind him, had his hands in his pocket Too my pistol out, unlocked it, pulled the hammer back and cocked it And left his shit all on the carpet
the Stock away 'Cause I know how to hold that shit Empty the can with one hand and reload that shit Give 'em the full clip, these niggas is bullshit
Lil Wayne] I've been doing this shit, nigga who are you? Lil nigga, I done seen keys bigger than you Lil nigga, you ain't know shit Cut off a nigga head
Obama, and Eric B. [Styles P] The ill rap niggaz that kill Destroy shit but they able to build Come fuck with the real Coward, better play your part This shit
down Throwin' your money around and we don't play that Get in our line'll get you shot down (Nigga) We know where you hang, we know where you stay at That bullshit
? Nah nah, I'm sayin y'all niggaz got on big hoodies and shit Ya knahmean? It's my block out here daddy I don't need blood on this shit and all that It
bullshit Look like u on that bullshit(U on that bullshit)bullshit Stop rap'n that bullshit Stop talk'n that bullshit Stop smoke'n that bullshit U on that bullshit (bullshit
with, yeah I'm right here, there's no need to download I attract hoes, I ain't gotta hound those I call the shots, no need to brown nose Cut the check
to cut the hands off the man with the chainsaw Plus I got his brain pickled in a jar So let's get down with the funk break, 'cause they tailgate My rap style, so to cut
a mute kit Hundred thousand watts on some bullshit I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip, clap out Touch one if any, that's my complexin' conquest Now tell that shit
the low down and I'm the Low-key, The O.G. niggas know me (True) So take it easy like Moby, The ex-convict on some Vietnam shit, criminal, On the subliminal
to act slow motion for me Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me I'm a dick thrower, her neck and her back hurting Cut throat
it deep in your gut Want stop tell you say soon Gimmie head in a slay bed you can beg bitch and I want let it go Yeah, So that how the dealer cut, I feel
in your gut Want stop tell you say soon Gimmie head in a slay bed you can beg bitch and I want let it go Yeah, So that how the dealer cut, I feel you
