Lyrics:
There'll be no worry about veing moved out
of it. It will be yours forever."
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I got shot, ah!, the murder was heinous
The bullet went in
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
thats
Money on your block
Thats them bread winners got them
Bitches by the flock
If you bout yo hustle I got beans
White and purple weed coke and dope
Bet
like 2 times 2
I'm a sureshot like marksmen, you all dead
Cold red
Money clippers if a nigga fold bread
That will feed four people for
The next four
and that
But the man wasn't really that wassy, was he?
Nah, nah, nah
The man wasn't really that what?
1-9-4-2 hits my system, man get way too frass, he
living life with no excuses deliver my product
all my niggas from the hood where the murders is climbing
if you don't work, you don't eat fuck the lines
the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my
This ain't livin'..
[2Pac]
N**** - I hear even the smaller G's be dippin' Chevy Impalas
while flossin' they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow
Niggas screamin' peace cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take 'em to places face to face then erase 'em, and break 'em
Murder motherfuckers that are
because I got caught by these cops once
I'm not gonna carry shotguns to blow your wigs back like hamburgers without any top buns
So many damn murders I
feels (bet it hurts really bad)
Carrot juice constitutes murder (and that's a real crime)
Greenhouses prisons for slaves (let my vegetables go)
It's
murder-murder, war and disorder
another body on the street killed by zombie
another huntah kicked into splintah
seen dem babylon run like a sprintah
for a Conversation
About Overcoming tough situations
While Overshadowed by our reputation
Da Yo
1 Body in a week my city crazy
2 bodies in a week my
be a CO D to 2 murders
Cold hustle heater under the thermals
And They want to keep us running in circles Just Like a gerbil
And my mind keep spinning
like the toll
Bitch
(chorus)
im raw (x8)
i got my brim low, all i can see is the floor (x2)
im raw (x8)
im bout to - i'm bout to murder this shit (x2
On my auntie I'm moving to rich
I cop me a Glock I don't get no two shits
What's the word nigga we murder Send out the birdies nigga we burn em
Nigga we
like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, a champion
What up Nicki? it's nasty yeah yeah yeah
I saw my first two million
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
America will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is, the troublesome black
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
gotta deal with these niggas and bitches till 2:11
What are them niggas that are duckin the law
Who them niggas who just shot up your car
What you call
get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four I booked and flew the jet
On the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, so what it is?
Grip
him Born II Die, blaow
Kill em off like dat, biddy-bah-bah-bah-bang
S-P-I-see-E-1 dem say him ?? ??
My gat scream fire
The bullet told me shoot
by the store
Chorus (2x)
[Magic]
(Where you at whodi?) I'm over here Shaggy
Smokin my do-do in the mo-mo in the black navi
Bitches will love to have
work tryin' to get by
Every time I close my eyes
I'm havin' nightmares of closed caskets faced down
Thankin' is it my time
But got to watch these
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