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k**, k**, k**, murder, murder, murder
40-40 cal, watch a n***a hurt a
k**, k**, k**, murder, murder, murder
40 f**in' cal, watch a n***a hurta
(gangsta boo)
On the other side of town
Blake haven bound
Where i'm found
Ain't nobody bloody
Angels sayin', must be hell bound
Everybody on that liqour
Bangsta boo is right up with ya
Can't you see your picked a picture perfect
Now it's time to get you
Come with me
So you can see the side
Of the dark n***as
Claimin' hard
Be left with body parts in the yard
b**h i got you scared
Unless you prepared to take the test
Hope you study hard
When this go fly through your f**in' vest
Never be as clever as i
I'm on the level come high
High till the day that i die
Or will you kiss me good bye
I'm bout it, whatever b**h
You wanna get some of this
You be the one that get your a** kicked
Quick in the dick
I'll put your a** inn a trunk
In the city of bump
I might not lock up the door
Blaze a crystal blunt
I'm in the studio loot
Doin' a race on this track
Some with me (??)
I got it locked like that
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I got this sh** locked tight
Ain't no keepin' me out
You cannot see is
So when i tell you somethin' b**h
You best believe it
I swear you shouldn't battle with me
I'm like a pimple
I pop up out of no where
On your a** so simple
I'm laid back on this track
I figure you feelin' n***a
Throw your setts in the air (throw your setts in the air)
Scrip your k**as and k**as
About your dealas on the block
Makin' money that's right
About the ladies on the real lookin' for a late night
Don't be surprised when you see me
Cause i (??) at the world
To all you top notch n***as
Or material girls
They call me lady maybe baby
I gets jiggy with mine
I'm feelin' fine on the rise
Prophet posse behind
I'm 18 98 flowin' all of my flows
So b**h imagine how i sound
When i'm 20 years old
We so so def like jermaine
But b**h we tearin' it up
The number one hit song
Of the banned and closed
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