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[DJ Paul:]
Yeah you muthafuckin` hoes Y`all know the muthafuckin` dead Hypnotize Camp and Profit Posse in this muthafucka Get one of these gold plaques on the wall before you talk some old muthafuckin` shit Bitch, it`s whatever nigga We in this muthafucka for the 9-9, 9`s to your head ho (Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya, Mafia, Mafia, Mafi-ya, ya) [Juicy J:] Glock 9`s, Tech 9`s, any kinda gun bitch Evergreen gats have got these cowards on the run bitch Kill `em like they convicts Know they hear them guns click Doped up like a muthafucka (Cough, Cough, Snort) You could catch me in the same hood, on the fuckin` same block With a pearl Rolex watch, and a knot, and a glock 9 o`clock clock nigga like to slang cuz I be hustlin` weight and We gon` put a end to you hoes and you niggaz hatin` [Lord Infamous:] I`ma be every fuckin` piece of skrilla cheese out here I can make I`ma break every fuckin` bitch, fatalities that I can bring I`ma millie my pillie but killie, killin` everything that I wanna kill You weak ass niggaz don`t want Lord Infamous from South Parkway to get ill Long from the norm, we get dumb with a bomb, with the guns you bitches y`all best get steel Scarecrow, Club House, yes it gets ill So, all y`all listen closely don`t you ever forget Y`all wouldn`t, Y`all never be shit with out us bitch Don`t forget [Cruchy Black:] Killin` ain`t shit Bitches ain`t shit Niggaz ain`t shit Bodies in a ditch How many niggaz done talked that shit About the Project fuckin` Pat, Thug Posse ya bitch Niggaz gon` talk, bitches gon` start Muthafuckaz gonna get they bodies in a trunk All I want is cash Muthafuckaz have Get down on your knees Gimme all your cash [ScanMan:] Whoa, muthafucka watch yourself, just watch your back Cause still we chillin` with Pat Straped with them gats Be ready to attack All you hatin` ass niggaz that wanna jump, yo punk what`s up You better come up real with your muthatfuckin` shit, cause boy, it`s gonna get rough Situation`s gone bad, for you niggaz claimin` killaz Automatic triggaz pullin` drillin` holes inside your liver How you figure, I was gon` let you talk that shit and peep these streets Sayin` "That ScanMan boy`s a bitch" know watch them throw lights out in my head [DJ Paul:] Killin`, buckin`, buckin up in Gunfire Bullets rickin` off the walls, nigga this is Warfare Suckaz claimin` they got nuts You don`t know these elephants Specialize in takin` notes Specialize in nappy hoes Niggaz this is serious, I can`t play no games no more Niggaz actin` curious, but I think they know the score Bitches know the Hypnotize medallion show what click you claim Hold it up strong, only those, who stay real, or maintain`, in this game [MC Mack:] Alot of niggaz talk that shit and end up gettin` the wig split It`s MC Mack, the nigga known for smackin`, jackin`, Cracker Jacks Busta ass nigga, run you mouth and get your ass blowed off Watch me put my ski mask on, come a gat back now trick now drop it off Shoot a super soaker in a minute don`t you give a fuck about another nigga if he`s speakin` use your counter attack Rollin` like a nigga smack a nigga like a nigga smack a bitch, you crump, you ain`t no busta Ain`t no love lost off in my heart, there`s no place colder Won`t you come a little closer nigga, you won`t be rollin` our [T-Rock:] Socialists up actin` miss servin` sevens Have `em in jail suspended, in the middle Started rivalries civil Homies swithin`, actin` fickle But if you fuck with family ties, we leave you triple That nigga there know his gun a missle, Lord don`t flash on him, only man ain`t chival Erasin` ample businesses all in the name of the T-Rock Suckaz eat pot, swallow D, and get punished for three rocks Bangin` the hit stops, it won`t be over, `til your heat pops Away from the gravity, stand and point your a Tech and see him drop [Gangsta Boo:] Yeah I know, I know Down, down, baby goin` down, down Sweet dreams baby, Rock-a-bye baby Niggaz wanna run up, we be flexin` the Tech and Be pointed at ya we comin`, and I bitch, I bet ya, I bet ya You wanna hit `em, but nigga you an`t forget `em, forget `em Because you sorry, and sorry ain`t nothin` but venom I know bitches out there lovin` me, niggaz got dreams of fuckin` me Fuckin` me ain`t the story gon` fuck you up more than me [DJ Paul:] It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever, whatever ho It`s whatever, whatever ho Whatever [Project Pat:] Alot of gunfire, bustin` on you hoes to get my point across Ridin` in your hood and let the muthafuckin` bullets toss Tossin` me a berries pack, now I`m tossin` you some dramma Ridin` with my congregation, and we smokin` on marijuana If you wanna go to war with us, we prepared to bust Caught that niggaz slippin` at his place, shot him in his face Now I race, from the scenery, blowin` on greenery Know I got a temper but you tricks wanna be mean to me It`s the weak, told to tell `em, Julius Caesar, how he rolls Newspaper, told to tell `em, how he just got lnocked of his toes You should know, that we rollin` deep, hittin` like a train Kiss the floor, don`t be lookin` dumb cause I don`t explain I maintain, killaz catchin` drinks, Project cathin` cappers Shootin` at your muthafuckin` lane, they be catching vapors Playa Haters, violatiers, bullshiters, this for y`all Boy I keep a big gun, you don`t want none
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