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from across the hall
[dr. dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
[jacky jasper] see ya at twelve midnight comin over
[jacky
I worked the rigs from three to midnight
On the Corpus Christi Bay
I'd get off and drink till daylight
Sleep the morning away
I had a plan
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a GUN
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and RUN
Jada's, got a, Jada's, got a GUN
Niggas, clear out, bitches, duck and RUN
by somebody that still live with they mama
But that's the only way she know, to get away from all the drama
As for books, the mind is a terrible thing
a zip-code that's
1, 1, 2, 3, 3
And motherf***er we coming, 100 miles and gunning
I'm still running with cash that's robbed
From the era of exhale 80's
3, 3
And motherfucker we coming, 100 miles and gunning
I'm still running with cash that's robbed
From the era of exhale 80's and hats back stomp
Duck and Sally inside
They're cooking for the down five
Who're staring at Miss Rayon
Who's busy licking up her pig pen
I'm searching for my
Yeah I represent Houston man
Ya know they say we country down here
But everybody tryna ride blades
Everybody want to ride candy paint
Ya feel
nigga
Duck nigga duck nigga
Run mother fucker run

I didn't mean to hit what I hit,
Now that's three mother fuckers dead
And I ain't seen shit,
But these
187 on an undercover p-I-g
They better duck when they see the chrome 3-ad
I'm thin as see I'm suicidal I don't give a fuck
So if my face wrinkle up
up
You can bet I come diggin' you up
Them niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and focus
Down the street I hear a yell come through the barroom door
The Kid has screamed, there's no way I can live unless I run
Said there ain't no lawdog man
I worked the rigs from three 'til midnight
On the Corpus Christi Bay
I'd get off and drink 'til daylight
Sleep the mornin' away
I had a plan
first
The next day I-I woke up in the morning, seen you on the news
Looked in the mirror, then realized that I-I-I had something to prove
You told me
niggaz but ain't really done shit
I'm loco
Tote the 4-4
Smoke L's with duck doors
Drow flow 
Blow the smoke slow 
And holler fuck hoes
It's cash and money
cower
Ducks we devour hour hour after hour
Three man riot, you can't deny it
We're so ill that you can't defy it
Gonna live, positive, forever,
my shit wouldn't start

[Chorus]
So duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
Ya gots to duck ya head they're rollin by, they're rollin by
town
Duck down, it's gonna blow any minute now
Chi-Pow! Gather the info and the know-how
Follow the plan close so you don't go down

There's a bomb
concrete, nigga
You know how I go, word up, let's go
{Three minutes left)

Before all the cussing and the gunfights
Don't wanna run Nike's, yeah,
nigga
You know how I go, word up, let's go
(Three minutes left)

Before all the cussing and the gunfights
Don't wanna run Nikes, yeah, scramble when
to heal the pain
But from the scars we will learn
We've been trying so hard
But it was too late
Now you shut the door behind
I won't be right by your
robots
Who forgot
Hypnotic in a 
Two thousand by three thousand mile box
Thirty five year olds lost in a x box

Playstation and videos

So that's
a strap for those devilish men
Sucka better duck-a from the buck, buck, bucka!
Do a fly-by and shoot your aunt and your uncle
Does anybody understand
the doors off'n the Duck. How 'bout it?"

[Spoken, in a sorta German accent. A really bad German accent.]
Oh, zehn-vier, Rubber Duck. Ve are receiving you
Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan
You from Queens nigga, I don't give a fuck, where you be motherfucker?

Where you reside motherfucker?
How you live? How