Lyrics:
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Now
Sent by G.O.D
To save the word you and me
You never know who you facin'
Who ya chasin'
The life you wastin'
[Verse 2]
I was made by
Detroit, Chicago, Seattle, Miami
I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch (say what?)
I'm on my way to New York to see my bitch (that's right)
Down in
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs chill and chill, but hey, so what?
Nuggets in my pocket, wine in my hand
I got it like
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
[Talking continues from Detroit 101]
Heh, see, it's a conspiracy, see y'all, y'all killed my man
and now they tryin' to kill me. They think I can't
surrounded by fam doe
That part is mando, I don't understand your ass
Get a little fame, get a little name, then forget the same from which you came
That
I AM THE ONE RAISED BY THE GALLOWS
AND I'M ABOUT TO GET BIBLICAL ON YOU AND YOU TOO
SERIAL KILLERS I WILL GIVE THEM THE SHIVERS
IT'S A 187 NOW YOU'RE
the park
Blow his brains out, stuck him in the bushes
Take his gat, leave his ass for the rats
And let me hit that cisco, I got a 187 on my pistol
Warrant by
the letters
Murder I-N-see fucka, we go together, Lord
When you see the pink hair the Inc. here
Fuck - we can do it mixtape or dubbed
And by the underground
(?)
White line
Double time
Come around with a hammerdown
Hammerdown
Hammer
Last night saw me in Detroit
Hotel bar lookin' good
Well I
a nigga like Snoop Doggy Dogg know
Protected by niggas with big dicks, AK's, and 187 skills
So if it's a must you test us
We can handle it in
go ahead, I'm watching your shadow
The snakes in the grass get caught by the rattles
Skadattle, slam, you been defeated
You're messing with
the black and white thinking he's gonna check him right
Wrong, haha, it's gonna be on
That pig better suck a la chrome (P.D. 187)
A to the motherfucking K!
the black and white thinking he's gonna check him right
Wrong, haha, it's gonna be on
That pig better suck a la chrome (P.D. 187)
A to the motherfucking K!
baby
City's where I stay
Got me a deuce and a quarter, babe
That's all I got to say
[Chorus]
She's Detroit made
Deuce and a quarter, babe
She's
From Southwest Detroit deep within some island's industrial
Waste depositories it's Shaggy Time!
Hey! How ya doin' down there? I've got mice
Don't you stop
Don't you wonder why
Life itself pops in
And takes you by surprise
Don't you try to run
It gets you from behind
Like a common
[Ice Cube]
It's a man's world, but check the girl
With the Mac 11, 187
Hit the switch, front, back, side to side
Corner to corner, punk you
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
and go head up
Then I slam them asses and lyricaly
Lyrical by suprise they then avaporize
See them they don't understand a system in judicial
The ICP is
*Chorus*
Now why dey wanna see me dead niggas put prices on my head now I got to
Rottwielers by my bed
*Verse 1*
Niggas afraid to see a Gambino
bitch
But it's Tunechi bitch and right now
I'm here checkin' in for
The mothafuckin' appreciation
Who the fuck is Stevie J?
If you don't know by
Now, you
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