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a H.K., A.K. and a M-16 A 12 gauge street sweeper with the circular clip Quick to let projectiles fly, you die And watch your fat moms cry, bull's eye
style, the gangsta talk, I got a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A
guns boy Forty-five by my side No, the nigger dies Yeah, when the out's hooked up with the Refugees It be more niggas than the N.A.A.C.P. Comin' up
time comes? Diamonds and guns, diamonds and guns It's a wicked world that we live in It's cruel and unforgiving It's a wicked world that we live in
give a fuck about you or your history Do you nigga? make some shit shop a deal 'Cuz that hot shit you talkin' could get you popped for real Take my advice, I sugested like a
yo i hold niggas ransom for money like johhny handsome been sonning niggas for so long i think i got a grandson my passion is money, a stash and a
a cell or a prison or in hell's armageddon just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life where others know only a
Not just L.A. but in the Bay and in Chicago and even St. Louis Every stadium that I go, when will they change Stuck in the game like a dumb nigga Remember
a nigga grow, he progreses and he has a lot more happier things to talk about (more happy), jigga kick that shit yo you can catch Norea in L.A. wit
' day dream no more My day dreams is more like nightmares A vigil, bullet proof cars, supped up time shares My friends did a turn 'cause it's not they
a cell or a prison or in hell's Armageddon Just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle We know the riddles of life where others know only a
you cry? (How you run around a lie) When you hear the song (Can you dig?) Will you cry? 'Cause you know you're wrong (But I got one more person to address
so full of thug faces Momma gave a nigga breath A life of stress, I invest in a vest And makin' niggaz watch they every step Label me a threat and I
lips whistle He's a stupid motherfucker with a pistol As for the dude he wasn't scared Until I held a pistol to his head He started to cry, K-S-L put
a Devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body If I'm built then God dies, I wanna see God cry Real tears from a burned out life in ten years
you run around a lie) When you hear the song (can you dig) Will you cry Cause you know your wrong (but I got one more person to address) Will you cry
