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[Quiet voice in the background]
What the fuck is this?? Bullet holes Tupac. {*gun shots*} [Chorus] Unload the barrel and blast I`m puttin lead in yo` motherfuckin ass [repeat Chorus 3X] [Knumskull] I`m broke as fuck in this life that Im livin in I`m watchin niggaz bubble an the jealousy is kickin in I wanna pull licks but that jelousy don`t fit me let`s bet on the set, I`m a vet runnin from Fifty It spell out, so I`m a post to the fullest Only servin then, the Ice Cream Man is out again, It`s jealous niggaz on the lurk still We had a treaty, so now they goin back on they first deal (Awww now they ready to put the lead on ya how would you like it if a nigga was broke an came fed on ya??!!) That`s why I`m still on my P`s an Q`s, readin fools I`m known as a shista deceivin fools, (see quit pagin me!!) snoopin around found trouble, fo tryin to fuck up a niggaz bubble don`t bubble mo than he got cuz now he know that if he get rid of you then that`s more cash in the pot I got a rival now, tha turf is showin what it`s worth I gotta pack a gat fo survival now they juss won`t let me be, all I can be, so all I can see is victory, I`m struggle master, so the doo-doo that you do will only make me wanna bubble faster no party-poop cuz this troop came fed-eral slappin hoes in they neck juss to let em know it`s all clear now why it`s so hard to say goodbye you broke, I`m gettin high don`t make me put the lead on ya [Chorus] - 2X [Dru Down] Here I come, I`m outta jail, fresh in the air nigga need a come up, so nigga didn`t care so let me think, nigga, I need to pick up pace nigga need a lick, nigga need no safes, so ah let me get straight down to business I need me some distance to run when I carry gun an I`m a be like quick on my feet you try an be a hero my nine milli, you an me an even if you`re the chief of police nigga you will still catch some heat cuz I`m juss.... one of the killaz in the town a niggaz know they call me Dru mutha fuckin Down so homie step back, this is a jack nigga make a move an that ass will get jacked because I`m loaded, I`m loaded off the dank-quid an Jackie you will get me high juss fo free see juss call me.... S-I-C-K I love to kill fo play cuz like Cube it was a good day an I`m a be like strictly on my Q`s, P`s an Q`s I`m puttin quarter holes in fools so don`t you even fuck wit my rep my rep`s too big an leavin you diggin fo days an I`m a get ya nigga if I want ya I got a gun you run nigga I`m a pop ya because I`m broke I need to fill me some ends give me yo pocket book so I can break it in I goes to Wells Fargo, Bank of America an if your a woman, don`t think I still won`t put the lead on ya BEEITCH! [Chorus] - 4X [Yukmouth] Hell yeah I`m on welfare, G-A checks keeps me paid like a mutha fuckin vet on the set let, my mail stretch an gets up to even the point where my bitch be choppin zips up I whips up the cream twenty-eight grams on the triple beam chefs hittin clean, how much clean?? four-fifteens, an the zap-co the rap-go slip an made a weak move don`t sleep dude, I pull licks every week fool but ain`t no Bonnie an Clyde nigga cuz if a bitch set up a lick, I get the money an slide nigga I hit the crap game first thang, leave if you shot yo cuz bein broke is the worst thang check this out man, cuz you know I ain`t that type niggie I scoop the dice, once or twice then the riggie, riggie dangle roll shot, is a fa sho shot no shot, I mean it`s so hot, I`m snatchin hella face from the block I got the glock sixteen on my waist juss incase never hit 6-8`s, know the haters at the gate when I shake the dice-a, nother one bites the dust they mad as fuck gettin struck by the shista I shoulda known, cuz rule number one never roll craps wit some niggaz from a track you ain`t from they young an claimin they broke, but they forgotten that I got they mail, an I can tell they plottin but shhhhitt, they`ll get licked like a popsicle don`t fuck around an get sent to the hospital lil niggaz think they slick, but they already sawin popin at y`all takin raw shit let me raise up from these cowards turf yeah, cuz lil do they know what`s below the Eddie Bauer shirt niggaz mean muggin me but what that do I`m a soldier til it`s over 6-5 on my tattoo punk so if you want funk you be a dead homie cuz I be down if you pull a 2-elev homie now all the niggaz gettin lit up I told ya live in yo house wit out yo strap is a rigg up cuz I`m a put the lead on ya punk ass nigga [Chorus]
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