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[Kane & Abel]
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Yo KL, hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane & Abel
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gangstafied gorrila shit.
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We start tightin up on these niggas like a nigga been doin.
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[Magic]
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Nigga, we got the whole no limit motherfuckin family representin.
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Them niggas Kane & Abel, am I my brothers keeper.
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Got that fuckin tank around your fuckin neck nigga, fuckin right.
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Nigga.
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Chorus
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Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
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Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
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Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
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Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs nigga
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[Kane & Abel]
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My hustle's still sick, set trip, bullets spin niggas flip
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Hot slugs hit, that's it, rip that ass like some pump dick
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Feel respect from my balls I don't pause for shit
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I'm quick to empty my clip and hit the gas bitch
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Drive by, four niggas thinkin like they the shit
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Bye bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain
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My game is worth more then my weight in cocain
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Don't wanna get wet, but bitch don't go outside in the rain
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No Limit, we get respect for chin chacks and teks
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Mob connects, tryin to disrespect, save your breath
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Cause I aint met a motherfucker who can do that yet
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On the edge of death like we the last real niggas left
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[Magic]
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Chorus
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(My turn now)
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Respect my mind I'm ready to war with any nigga
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Face me head up I gotta do that the hard nigga
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You don't know where drama come from cause I'm with Kane & Abel
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Twin motherfuckers that's definately willing and able
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Picture the pain we puttin these niggas through
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We got bitches hurtin too, we runnin through the whole fuckin crew
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I thought yall knew, for any nigga that wanna buck up
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Get fucked up, I gotta fortyfive motherfucker
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Chorus
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[Kane & Abel]
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I split em, I hit em, then casket fit em
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Left a nigga staggerin like Roy Jones done hit em
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When I cock my shit I'm a bust my shit
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Scary niggas in your click aint prepare for this
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Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this
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Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1 6
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See niggas so scared casaulties of wars
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Hoes flippin through the air like Domonique Dawes
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Give me mine plus yours, strip down to the droors
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Give me that crome four four, I'm bout to pull a kickdoe
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[Magic]
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Chorus x2
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[Kane & Abel]
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This is Kane & Abel and Mr. Magic nigga.
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This aint no motherfuckin heckyl and jeckyl.
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Motherfuckers tryin to keep it real nigga.
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Make a million in this shit.
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They tryin to kill other niggas but guess what.
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Nigga run up, niggas gonna get more holes then a golf course bitch.
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Niggas down south we bout it bitch.
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We dont play no games nigga, aint no talkin.
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Don't make me throw them thangs.
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Throw Them Thangs
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