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(Ronald Isley singing throughout song) [Prodigy and Havoc talking] Yeah yeah Know what I`m sayin` Straight burn biscuits baby Yeah, give it to `em raw uncut Turn them headphones up No doubt son No problem Creepin` it though baby It`s gangsta The truth gonna come to the level [Havoc] Yo As this blood flow through my veins I stand before this mic with a stepped up game Some things when I look how they never gonna change It ain`t a thing Niggas wild Then I`m cockin` that thing Cuz you know with every action there`s a reaction And there`s no known cure when I`m sick with the clappin` How many times it have to happen Niggas talkin` like they generals They just mere captains The streets there`s rules Slugs hit `emwith infractions And then there`s Hollywood if you want some fuckin` acting You got these niggas out mis-representin` they hood Give `em heart now they icin` I`m like nigga what`s good? Cuz you know how I get with these macks and these techs Blaze `em down gives a fuck about the next nigga rep Play around find yourself getting` cheated by death Man gone and believe me dog it happened to the best [Chorus] You know a nigga I be tryin` to chill But now then I`ma hafta run these niggas a drill (no doubt) Ther comes a time in Every nigga life when he`s face to face with that ole` Kill or be killed And here I go again Grabbin` my steel Cuz now then I`ma hafta run these niggas a drill (run `em) There come a time in Ever nigga life when he`s face to face with that ole` Kill or be killed [Prodigy] Ay yo Don`t make me have to body something Fuck you and what you known for To me you`re nothin` I don`t see why in the world To me you frontin` And if you was that nigga Then you still mean nothing Homes (what) My gun is bustin` Fuck all y`all niggas my stomach is touchin` And I be right there on Murdle Ave. Come through You bitch ass niggas wouldn`t know what to do I get bullet proof love Pounds and hugs You get extorted by the thugs that gew up in your hood You get killed fuckin` with P You really should Not do that I use that Lugar good Catch a bad one Ran dunn raggity You got fucked up and left for dead in the street [Havoc] Yo Who wants it with Hav Who want it with P Not near one of y`all And I put that on me But if… [Chorus] [Havoc] Yo Believe me dog there`s more than Cockin` and squeezin` and Afterward that nigga still be breathin` and
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