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Nightmares like Wes Craven. 
The bigger the critter, 
The harder to pull the trigga. 
I'll send your ass back to the dark side nigga. 
Your a snake, I've
rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin nigga 

Surrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga 

Word to me, and if that shit don't
Nightmares like Wes Craven. 
The bigger the critter, 
The harder to pull the trigga. 
I'll send your ass back to the dark side nigga. 
Your a snake, I've
Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin it
Niggaz like Lil'
to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song

Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
d'un monde sans crime
Crevé, j'm'arrache sur mon îlot, douleurs sans cris
J'suis revenu du brasier en footing
J'diffuse mon savoir, j'fais des drives-by
from this mention of sorts 
You're a victim, from my driveby of thoughts 
No extensions, all attempts are to fail 
Blinded by the light, it's time you
(Chorus)

J's at my door, I got money on the floor (repeat 3x)
I'm a million dollar nigga on the muthafuckin low
I got money on the floor (repeat 8
slangin Nigga
By any means you want to stop the team we pull the Trigga

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Red Red Go away!
cause a nigga want to play
Leave me here 
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We've got mounds of sounds so buy them by the pounds or ounces 
Countless are the pistons in this underweight V-8 
With a force like a tornado we
in the hood, running from the cops
With Lil Shae and Big J, trying to bring the click to the top
And deep inside, I knew the streets would never let us
of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braile
From the lunatic, I death like arsenic
When I kick up
alligator J's

[Chorus]

Lean, lean [Repeat: x 8]

Get ya shoulder shawty

[Chorus]
so I shoot 'em at the funeral
I don't give a damn about another nigga's life
I roll by and squeeze on a fuckin' trigga type
People started to fall up
mad bitches, with mad lucci
Bulletproof vestes under they coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggas represent
Drivin dirty in J
mad bitches, with mad lucci
Bulletproof vestes under they coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggas represent
Drivin dirty in J
of thoughts
No extensions, all attempts are to fail
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn braile
From the lunatic, I death like arsenic
When I kick up
mary jane
She been by my side ever since '95 with a beat to everything
Wake up first thing on my list gotta taste that bitch, that's how my day go
Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
By the end of 9-8, hell yeah
Then I'll be straight
Fuck off a hundred G's and still got money up in
Ha, ha
What is an M.C.?
If he can't rap
What is a D.J.?

If he can't scratch
Don't worry about a thing cause my niggas goin' do it all just
mad bitches, with mad lucci
Bulletproof vestes under they coochie
Spittin' my Uzi, don't lose me, my trigga niggas represent
Drivin dirty in J
turned the place out
And we would say our rhymes to the beat
Right but we never indulged in the street
Life and now we all good to go
J5 is rockin'
the machine they callin for
Fuck a message all they need is it playin back
I'm confined a 8 by 12 flat
With bums niggas who sell crack
Flippin off
[Featuring King Tee] 

J-Ro: 

Yo, I'm from Killa Cali 

I wrote this rhyme in an alley 

The tall can MC stepping fresh out the valley
Ha, ha
What is an M.C.?
If he can't rap
What is a D.J.?
If he can't scratch
Don't worry about a thing cause my niggas goin' do it all just like