Geah
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Jig a geah
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Nigga, geah
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Check, geah
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Nigga, geah
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Uh, c'mon...
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I'm sittin' here trippin', mind playin' tricks
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Tryin' to make it hot while rubbin two sticks
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Anyboby killa, several conflicts
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Dead on arrival, the message is survival
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Only the strong get it on
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I do my creepin' nightly, nigga, with the chrome
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Last place niggas get caught up first
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I ain't satisfied, so I follow the hearse
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Check the verse
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Situation end up worse
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As I release the heat on my ?label? that's cursed
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Back up, bitch, my shit spits down
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4-5 fully auto, never down
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Wanna dance with the evil in the pale moon light?
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Didn't know that I blast anything on sight?
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Murder at night, side-busters best take flight
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As they dead bodies covered in the sheets that's white
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I'm a lunatic
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Geah
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When I bust the strap everybody...
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I'm a lunatic
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Geah
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Your days is done
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When I bust the gun
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Everybody better run
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I'm dreamin' more nightmares when I sleep
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My steez, a nigga like me N 2 deep
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Creep with me as I invade your mind
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Be a killa with me as I pass the nine
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Don't be a weak muthafucka, get your brain on strap
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Hit the blunt one more time 'fore we hit the gat
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Got to dis 'em, food on my plate, blood on my hands
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Lesson number one if you plan for grands
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Follow my lead as we enter the place
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Shoot anything that move and aim for the face
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Race against the clock, a minute to ten
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Good time, everybody's tied down in the den
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Listen, a killa for hire, expert
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Don't talk, only point out of work
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Smart move, nigga, ready to skirt
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Ain't no jam, prepare yourself, cause this might hurt
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I'm a lunatic
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When I grab the gun
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Everybody better run
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Cause your days is done
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I'm a lunatic
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When I bust the strap
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Peel a cap
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Everybody adapt
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I'm a lunatic
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Better run
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When I bust the gun
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Your days is done
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I'm a lunatic
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When I enter your home
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I bust the chrome
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Geah
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Y'all best back on up, I act up
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The blood that you spill just like a cracked cup
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Your attitude, kill it, mines they wanna steal it
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Bitches, y'all can feel it, any caps, I peel it
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Warning, killin' niggas, strike in morn'
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And stay around the crime scene till the cops start swarmin
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Smile in your face while I mess with the case
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Through the streets a fast race while your boys gettin' chased
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No mace, only shootin' gats with slugs
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Directed straight at the mug tryin' to kill this thug
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I work that thing on my back, so I blast back
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But that's the quick instict of how a killa react
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The straight aim I possess is what they lack
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Droppin'em one by one with a 80 Mac
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Chips I stack, muthafuckas need to quit
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I bang for life and y'all can't handle the shit
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I'm a lunatic
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I enter your home
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Release the chrome
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Straight for your dome
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I'm a lunatic
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Your day is done
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I pops the gun
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You're best to run
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I'm a lunatic
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Enter your home
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Release the chrome
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Straight for your dome
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I'm a lunatic
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You're best to run
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I bust the gun
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You're best to run
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You're best to run, run
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Geah
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Hoo-Bang one time, nigga
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Geah, c'mon
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Lunatic, get'em
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Geah
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Geah
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For the Y2G
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Hoo-Bangin' gangstas
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Hoo-Bangin' affiliates
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Hoo-Bangin' official, nigga
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Geah
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Luna...
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Geah
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Luna - tic, c'mon
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What tha fuck!
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Lunatic
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| MC Eiht |
