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niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit pouring out your
niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit pouring out your
have that red shit pourin'out your hair
Nigga, any fuckin' time nigga, any fuckin' where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you fuck with
pants hang, fuck with hoodrats
Cheap nigga and won't give up a God-damn thang

[Hook: x 2]

[Guru]
I sat by the door, but never call me a spoof
Go
(don't fuck with me)
My last go, the radio struck me with a low blow
Now I'm doin it like a G.O.

(Go, go, go, go, go)
(Let's make em an offer they
make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit
E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt Young Gotti Neo Deastro?
Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth 

(Let's go, Kurupt)

May I laugh ? to yourself, shells
Before honor and war
checkin' me out for bitch I can still fuck
And up, get yourself in this clique
Wet up like tongue licks, behind handcuffed in a slut
Look, I'm from G-row
[Intro]
Eh, yo, yo yo
This is Ying Yang Twins with a ghetto public service announcment (uh oh)
Red light (ohh), red light (ohh, ohh)
Stay by
make these niggas put his name on the wall
And everywhere I go, I got Mr. Magic here
Because I know that nigga don't care
He'll have that red shit
while you sleep 
The strong pray on the weak drop your heat 
And protect yourself defend yourself stop the shoot up 
Tatted down saying fuck the jura
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
since back in 25 cents Ices
Used to turn your tongue the color red
Now they want to fill ya full of lead
What the fuck that young fella said?

What
ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go, sill nowhere to go

Two words, United States, no love, no
game, with that favour to your brain?
FUCK YA NAME!!! Stompin' the rut got yourself to blame
I represent Castor - bring it to you live
But cool
baby til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black
Hi kids
Welcome to cloud nine
We sure are glad ya stopped by to see us!
We got some special suprises for your red asses today
We got the insane clown
to go
Now throw ya hands up bustless, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go, sill nowhere to go

[Mos Def]
Two words,
see
Bitch, I got a bunch of names
Getting head in the H.O.V. lane
Getting red, I let my nuts hang
Wear a lot of red but it ain't no gang
Chased by
since back in 25 cents Ices
Used to turn your tongue the color red
Now they want to fill ya full of lead
What the fuck that young fella said?

What
Dank or robbin banks
Snitches can`t go to the pen 'cause they fuck around and wind up shanked
In the presence of drought season shit gets hectic
Oh you wrong, you gots to get right with yourself
Sinner please, you could never get with the god
Oh you wrong, you gots to get right with yourself
packed it's a mad house
Catch you slippin' by yourself and get you assed out
And homie that's word, my niggas gon' lurk
See that red and blue I'm
eardrums and keep it revvin'
So don't pound too hard and fuck up your health
And by the way drop the Abraham Lincolns and brake yourself

Yeah
myself
Just had a bowl of riches and a cup of wealth
And the "F" is for fuck yourself, uh

Yeah, and I ain't doing nothin' but getting my share
Breathin'