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Kurupt:Uh, PG
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Verse 1: Peter Gunz
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I walk holdin my balls,
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About an inch from the wall,
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Keep hips hypnotized as if
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My name was biggie smalls, Your girls are docced dip in,
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Nigga keep a headlock,
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Trust Gunz with your wife?
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Motherfucker bet not, Sleep on Peter G,
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Peas don't eevr doubt it,
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>From here to New Orleans,
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I'll improve 'em, bout it bout it,
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When a days I do a Michael,
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To the days of being jailed,
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Class with thoughts that kept
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My fresh mind stale,
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Bridge: Peter Gunz and Kurupt
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Now, who you know
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With the New York,
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that keeps a brother respect
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>From California like I'm
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Snoop Doggy Dogg?
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Peter Gunz:
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Well, I'm Pete gunny Gunz,
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For plenty ammo ammo,
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Shove this pipe in yo wife,
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And watch her voice hit soprano,
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I got rhymes, cock mine,
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Just shits naughty gimmick,
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That nigga that raps about it
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But he do it in a minute,
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Got schemes that'll break yo wealth,
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Break yo health,
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You see me comin nigga,
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Just break yourself, (break yourself)
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A bronx tails like deniro
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The girl call me, "hero",
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Bust a kids' in the mouth in a 15-0-0,
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Playas play on,
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Hatas hate on,
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Put my weight on,
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Hit yo bitch off,
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And then I skate on,
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Lay on, me,
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Nigags can't touch this,
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Try to rush this? (shit)
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Fuck this,
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Get the fuck out of here, (you know what I'm sayin?)
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Chorus: Kurupt
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This is for my niggas,
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Holdin down the street,
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Sellin guns hand to hand,
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Under massive heat,
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Cause a nigga got to do,
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What he gots to do,
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So if you that type of nigga,
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Then it's just for you,
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All my guns,
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Swingin niggas from L.A.To New York,
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Who ain't havin it?Let the picture spray
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And we talk,
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Cause a nigga got to do,
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What he gots to do,
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So if you that type of nigga,
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Then it's just for you
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Verse 2: Sticky Fingaz
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This is the facsimile,
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You bout to get that ass faxed,
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This is simple,
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And beat with bast,
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I got a little somethin somethin,
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For all you cats,
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And all you fleas,
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And all you Cs, (all y'all)
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Midnight dark,
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Cock back the spark,
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It starts sparkin,
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And everything's dark,
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And I know where them niggas is at,
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There they go,
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Gettin hit like, "Where the homies at?
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Where they go?"
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Yeah nigga,
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Left all alone in the zone,
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Where heads are flown back,
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Bone flown in the zone,
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Terrors, dripemental,
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Tight and gigantic,
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Titanium, Subterrainium,
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Titanic, it's all loose,
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Vanish and run 'em down, (what?)
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Peter Gun and the down,
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Full pound, full round,
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Tariq stack the pockets of his pants,
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Rob a fringah, (what?)
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That's what you get
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For fucking with niggas with
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Sticky Fingaz, (yeah, yeah)
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I though about it,
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And naw, I don't doubt it,
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Might get us,
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But don't fuck with us,
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Verse 3: Peter Gunz:
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Gunz (7x)
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Movin and groovin
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And showin (fade)
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Ay yo I blast in the door,
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Everybody get the fuck down,
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Anybody move is gettin fucked down,
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Kurupt pull the truck round,
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Blindfolded gag these niggas,
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Grab these niggas,
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They move bodybag these niggas,
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That's when they start bitchin,
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Like, "he said it, and he said it",
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What the funny shit about it (yo)
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They both gettin get it,
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Do you head it?
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It's a lot fish,
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You might see the Titanic,
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In this gigantic,
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But you're dead nigga in
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Five minutes
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Verse 4: Lord Tariq
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Ay yo Gunz,I bust him in the mouth,
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Give him new meaning to
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"Bite the bullet",
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If he flips, I won't think,
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I react just pull it,
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Got to take 22 full clips,
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Cock it back to you,
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Next silly you,
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I'm killin you,
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You gettin blessed by the L-O,
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Say hello to my big partner,
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Yo with this heavy metal,
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I'm a rock ya,
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I tell yo fuckin block, bring your guns,
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Ya bring your goons,
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And I'm killin all 9 of y'all motherfuckers,
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Chorus
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Lord Tariq:
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Ay yo I see 9 niggas,
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I got 9 shots, I gots to stay low,
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Niggas know me from
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Robbin spots,
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Better be get my rec on,
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Got my vest on,
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My shit is reinforced,
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Stick enough to stop Teflon,
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They got about a key,
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In the corner,
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They sittin in a 3,
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In a quarter,
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On the way of the manslaughter,
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So I approach the man,
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The keys to the car, cash and the coke,
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Get the fuck on the floor,
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Or get smoked motherfucker,
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Starin at the trees on my trucker,
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Jumped in the 3, I hit a bruptner,
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I must've been doing about 80,
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Some niggas gave chasin a Mercedes,
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I'm laughin, (haha)
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Cocked my nine, and start blastin,
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Six to the chest,
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For being swift with the tongue,
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Now you use a garbage bag,
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For a lung,
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You can't fuck with a gun,
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I've been in this game since '81,
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Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz y'all done
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Massive Heat
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| Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz |
