*featuring Bizzy Bone
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[talking]
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[Chorus: Bizzy Bone - 2x]
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We ain't scared, especially if you come up to us
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And try to bust and when you think we aint gon' care
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We ain't scared, and just because we
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Serious, mysterious and curious
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[Lil' Flip]
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You niggas acting like hoes, wearing eachother clothes
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Bragging about platinum, nigga that's white gold
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Fake niggas talk, and real niggas hush
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Fake niggas run, and real niggas bust
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Y'all got me fucked up, I been a street nigga
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And when it's cold outside, I bring my heat nigga
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Don't beef with me nigga, cause I get down and dirty
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I make a call at one o'clock, you gone by one-thirty
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Nigga I ain't scared I pack, infrareds
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My enemies like batteries, half of em dead
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You heard what I said, I'm down with trigga play
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Cause all you see in convicts and killas, where I stay
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I know Hump, got my front and Redd, got my back
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I know Bizzy, got a tech and I'm coming with a mac
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So start riding your wheel, we coming with the steal
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And it's a fact, that most niggas mouth get em killed
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[Chorus - 2x]
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[Lil' Flip]
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I cock and spray, hit you from a block away
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We ain't scared, believe me we got a lot to say
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And if you see me in the club with a smile on my face
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That don't mean shit cause I got a nine on my waist
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So you can play Superman and get your ass paralyzed
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Cause when it comes to my guns, they all super-sized
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You better recognize we ain't Sucka Free for nothing
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So when I say I'ma get you, you know I ain't bluffing
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Cause niggas turn into hoes when you pull a gun out
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And if I pull a gun out, I'm trying to knock a lung off
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Now who the boss, nigga you already know
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I got a team of headbusters, where ever I go
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And if you got beef let me know I'm ready for war
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I got a semi-automatic that'll machete your car
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And next time you talk down, I'ma teach you a lesson
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So call mama, and tell her she gone need her a reverend, what
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[Chorus - 2x]
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Papi cholo, cops sniffing co-co, my deadly remedies
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Like hot topics, hit that body look like frishchami
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And that Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, telling everybody
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Hit the floor, so what in the fuck you think I came here for
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Warrior, ain't no other character, for the love of money yeah
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When I'm down in Houston, Texas niggas are gut playas
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Some of these niggas is dinosaurs abducted like flying saucers
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Niggas don't think like that, lick it down, on my alters
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The most of my grave suite, model mama, put em up now
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Daddy use to beat you deeply I stay on my tech with die-yah
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Tupac to Bob Marely, my six the holley Halle Berry touching my braids
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They ain't giving justice's name killing em black bald and all
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Game recognize game, fame recognize fame
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Niggas they hang, niggas they bang, niggas they slang
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Pick up your Mac 10 quickly and bring the pain
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One in the brain, one in the body it's an everyday thang
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[Chorus - 2x]
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[talking]
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We Ain't Scared
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| Lil' Flip |
