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I'm in my Escalade niggaz tryin' na' get paid
I got 'em for 10 5 we do this like erryday
I hit the mall tear it down with my bitch nigga
And let her
M.O.P.]
[Danze] Mash on 'em, GET 'EM! Step to 'em, HIT 'EM!
You need to show love to the thugs and GET WIT 'EM
[Fame] BEATS - you send 'em, STREETS -
glizzy
Back to back, I'm on you bitches, headshot, Jig know I hit 'em
Back to back, my head hot, know nothin' but pop 'em on prescriptions
Tryna get my
P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking
mane)
Tell if they penciling pick em off (Like the primetime)
Coming out the middle is the reason we done took so long
Give 'em this just a little when
in Hollygrove searchin' for the Skip dog
H2 chromed out, nice whip dog
Let's hit Gert Town, I heard they pop it off
Or hit P town, I heard they drop
in Hollygrove searchin' for the Skip dog
H2 chromed out, nice whip dog
Let's hit Gert Town, I heard they pop it off
Or hit P town, I heard they drop
up the space that's been left
You've been nixed
So who's up next?
One by one
I knock em out
One by one
I knock em out
One by one
I knock em out
Knock,
Bein' damn near twenty and leavin' Los Angeles for the first time
I got out my bubble, my eyes, just wide
My passport is the most valuable
Master
[Chorus: P. Dot]
When them guns goes off, we be ready for war
When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor
When them guns goes off, and them sirens
Rappers I get em and hit em and slit em and split em and rid em
Acquit em, when I get wit em, you can tell that I did em
I take em and shake em and bake
of meat between your creakin’ knees
I’m settin fire to the scene like an arsonist
It’s hard to get these thoughts up out your head with all these scars in
of clean pistols to wash 'em out
I'm really finna give yo ass some hotter shit to talk about
The goons hit the room now you asking what's this all about
hypnotism
Gas Mark 10
Fire burn ‘em
Gas Mark 10
Leng Corn
It’s Gas Mark 10
When ya gonna learn
It’s Gas Mark 10
Gas Mark 10
Gas Mark 10
Get it in your head
niggas animals im wit the zoo crew
I'm wit the zoo crew
Hit a nigga knock him dead up out his tu-tu
Up out his tu-tu
Imma walkin contradiction thought that
kilos)
I could get you killed
That's gon' cost me 'bout ten Gs though
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, 'bout ten Gs)
Where you from? I be on the
East Side of that
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
Improve my means by any means necessary
We getting by but we're just getting by barely
Shit scary
Unh yeah
Just let it breathe a little
K-N-G with an X in
music, that's the end of it
Tried to tell 'em that I get ridiculous
Big blade on me, send 'em to the clouds since he
Cappin' - talkin like he limitless
on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
was simple, blamp instrumentals
myself that everything would work out fine
(I f***ed 'round and hit it)
F***ed around and slipped and hit that p**** one mo' time
(I f***ed 'round
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's live Boo start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P get down
[Chorus]
[Erick Sermon]
Word yeah, tell em P, yo
I never seen y'all before, when I came through
With my dogs headbanging with the, Hit Squad crew
silk enough to shock ya
Hit you with the fifth, block-a block-a
If I get caught you can bet I'll blow trial
Be downtown swinging, m.o.p. style
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