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If any crew want to mad-dog, if you look it's on
I got this .44 chrome spittin at your dome
Comin from the shoulders, droppin muthafuckas like
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[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that
on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it
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[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that
on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it
to the SCC, you heard us straight from California's most 

We don't need no practice, no theatrics 
Bout the way we be livin' with the Mafia tactics, I be
a felon
I'm growin' up now spittin' hotter than Mohellans
And I'm still livin' good never gonna flop
I'm a young little dude, stay runnin' from cops
a felon
I'm growin' up now spittin' hotter than Mohellans
And I'm still livin' good never gonna flop
I'm a young little dude, stay runnin' from cops
you're not livin'
Losin' your focus, not knowin' you don't notice
That our dreams are slowly fading
Are you hearin' what I'm sayin'
Don't you think
"Living In Fear"

Full speed ahead never slow my roll lightin J's as I pass your Hi-way patrol – 
On the sidewalk spittin as the cop drive by
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A city with so much credential
Livin in Central is strictly all mental
Coincidental, let me tell you what I'm into
Gamin on the niggas who
gon hate on me
But god know I'm thug so
You know lil' boosie go and get skeet

Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so
God kno I'm thug so
You kno lil Boosie go and get skeet

Now God know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it come
A city with so much credential
Livin' in Central is strictly all mental
Coincidental, let me tell you what I'm into
Gamin' on the niggas who think they
crippled up souls
I don't know how the spirit thing goes
Real or livin' in my fontal lobe
Will I be livin' life until I'm okd
Or will I be takin' by
(And live the gangsta's life)
Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)

[Kurupt]
Yea, and if ya bang say, what, gangsta life
Give it up to all
a felon
I'm growin' up now spittin' hotter than Mohellans
And I'm still livin' good never gonna flop
I'm a young little dude, stay runnin' from cops
in the eastside of San Pedro Park,
I smoke a camel, the lupsia done have me sparked
This lil' broad said I'm livin' in my last days,
My mother love
bonzai, livin' like the devil sent piece of the pie

kill the noise if you're spittin' baby, talkin' is for spectators, fascinated by the brain the ?? game,
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I'm standin in the path of a hurricane
Livin on the edge of a razor, man
I'm tryin to keep it crackin, But it ain't the same
Cause the game so
back from Hollywood
And I ain't changed a lick
Though, I know I probably should
But, what I'm doin' is not a good look
I never did it by the good
I'm just an oxy moron in a a song wen I'm straight bent
Intoxicated on sobriety, irony makes sense
I'm tryin' to make a livin', you dyin' to pay
that proceed to run it
Rule' for prez cause I'm one of the best that done it
On the M-I, these niggaz spittin' semi, to get by
But never really get
moi
Church but I'm too clean for these boys
I require what I desire
I got stripes, Adidas

Mami scream, "Papi, no mas!"
Run up in your shit, just me, no
what the fuck you think I'm livin for 
Throw me in jail, I'll do a prison tour 
For wannabe hard niggaz, insecure niggaz 
Wit they heads to big for