click click bang hehehe
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i'm sick of niggaz trying to shoot the big six
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but when the shit jumps off the nigga plays the big bitch
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and that's the problem with the nation of blacks
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too slow with your motherfucking hands so you grab your gatts
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and listen to the gangsta music
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you got a glock-ten in your lap but you scared to use it
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you's a motherfucking stud
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letting all your homies know you bought another gun
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suppose they tried to pack you
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dropped your dick in the dirt
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and know exactly how to send it at you
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trying to work your way into the big clique
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and that's the main reason young niggaz die quick
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living in this fast shit
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and trying to have a bad bit
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but what you niggaz know about a bank roll
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tricking off the money you made with them stank hoes
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think about it quick quick
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and raise up bitch
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now the niggaz i run with are down brothers
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and ready to die for a motherfucker
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so when you want to step mate
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i'm a bust you dead in your ass with this twelve gauge
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i ain't your ordinary villain
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some niggaz was born dying i was born killing
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so gather up your army g
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'cos that's what it's going to take to stop a nigga like me
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'cos i'm coming at you full force nigga
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i hope you got some real niggaz on the trigger
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'cos i be rolling like a hustler
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and since you got gatts you better use them motherfuckers
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sparking nines at a drastic pace
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taking orders from a motherfucking basket case
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so when my nine goes pop
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boy you better shit and get your ass up off the pot
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(fuck 'em up) listen to my glock click
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now raise up bitch
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so niggaz don't fuck with me
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'cos i'm a run the whole ninety motherfucking three
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and the rest of the years to come
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so bitches bring it on if you motherfuckers want some
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and i'm a break you off a big piece
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'cos niggaz can't fuck with the big chief
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attention motherfuckers about face
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salute the one that the people call scarface
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still quick to hit them up, quick to get them up
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quick to not give a fuck
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never bringing the false shit
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i left the mic for a year and i still ain't lost it
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still running them down, gunning them down
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yeah 'cos real niggaz going to clown
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so put your crown on since you're bigger
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and let me take care of my business nigga
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the bigger the nigga the bigger the cap
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the bigger the bullet the bigger the fucking gatt
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so step up with that hoe shit
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and i'm a empty the whole clip
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ain't no running like a rabbit
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'cos i'm a let you motherfuckers have it
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let the motherfucker blast
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and bring your hat to your motherfucking ass
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'cos niggaz ain't true to it, you're new to it
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and don't know what to do to it
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but i ain't never had that kind of luck
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if you're scared to bite the bullet then raise the fuck
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Raise Up Bitch
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