(The moral of that story is
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Don't mess around and get yo ass stomped)
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[The Godfather Rock]
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Booooooooo-Yaa!
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Yeah
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(Yeah)
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(Come on)
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(Posses better step back)
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(Tell em what it is)
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[VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd]
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Don't mess with a riot, we're prisoners of emotion
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How politicians figure they have the potion?
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But I'm the witch doctor, I came to rock ya
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(And if it don't work) Then I'm gonna sock ya
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Don't need violence, but violence is here
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Listen up close and put on a riot gear
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Cause Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. is comin up hard
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(What you think about the posse?) I think we see in a graveyard
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I'm the rap criminal, comin from my limo
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Every lyric I say, I write it down on my memo
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The MC in command, my A.K. ??they banned??
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Me and you one on one, Ganxta R?dd still stand
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I never dirty my back, I never ever get jacked
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On stage (cause he carries a gat)
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.44's large, I got a big bodyguard
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The rap mafia Godfather Rock is in charge
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You don't mess
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With that Boo-Yaa funk
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[The Godfather Rock]
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Booooooooo-Yaa!
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I'm gonna tell you only once
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(Yeah)
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Yo loc
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Pass me that second clip, homeboy
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I can do this
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(Tell em what we about)
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[VERSE 1: Ganxta R?dd]
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Don't mess with a dopedealer, makin transactions
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Cause makin money is their satisfaction
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Sellin drugs is the way they survive
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Smokin drugs is the way they die
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So who's the main killer, the pusher or the user?
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You figure it out, I'm not here to accuse ya
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Cause I'm a dope dealer, slingin records
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Makin records, breakin records, settin records
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So now you know what time it is
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You don't mess with the stuff, you can't hang with this
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I'm a pusher, a killer, never to be followed
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(To all you posses) 187 with a beer bottle
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So how you figure, the R?dd behind the trigger
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Huh, you try to run, I hunt you like a ninja
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Cause I'm so quick (how quick?) like lightning
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To MC's the R?dd is so frightening
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They keep askin me (R?dd, what you writin?)
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A letter to the posse who comin in here fightin
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So like dope dealer would say
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You shortstop, my customer get sprayed with the A.K.
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You don't mess
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Homeboy
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[The Godfather Rock]
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah - yeeaaaah)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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(Don't mess with)
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Booooooooo-Yaa!
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I'm gonna only say it once
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Come on
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(Yeah)
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You think they're ready for the last one?
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(I don't know)
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Bring on that clip, homeboy
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(That one was too funky)
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(Give it to em anyway)
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(Come on)
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[VERSE 3: Ganxta R?dd]
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Don't mess with the boys in black when your ass get tapped
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By Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., the mafia of rap
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Life of last (lane) never been delayed
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Commit a crime on stage and still get paid
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Makin dollars to holler, your posse's to follow
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The T.R.I.B.E. get bigger, your posse get smaller
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Your lyrics is scratched, your record is dubbed
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You ask what's the funk hypin up the club
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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Then you turn to your lady as you say it again
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Boo-Yaa funkin it up
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Yeah
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Don't mess with a bullet when the trigger is pulled
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You don't mess with the T.R.I.B.E. when we act a fool
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The Godfahter Rock TE, once he starts snappin
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O.M.B. on the bass, he starts slappin
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R?dd start rappin, my T.R.I.B.E. start cappin
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Your posse plays it up, I say, "Yo, what happened?"
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Now they got me in a cell, but they fail
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I still got E.K.A. and Don-L raisin hell
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Put down my mic, I got L.A.'s best
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Most wanted stays R?idd, takin over the west
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Always been loc'ed since the day we was born
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We peel a cap like a monkey peels a orange
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Tear your ass up with my lyrics of death
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Put down my mic in case you run out of breath
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Roll your ass up and tell you to leave
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Like the last record company who didn't believe
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But that's okay, because the going gets tough
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| You don't mess with this s |
