[Intro]
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Oh Shit
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There go them people
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Yo why these motherfucking people keep fucking with me man
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Me and my niggas..uhh..
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[Hook x2: Krazy {Halleluyah}]
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I'ma run, on the block, with a gun
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Cause I think I hear them people coming {I here them coming nigga}
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And if it's beef, on the block, then it's done
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I think I hear that chopper humming {I hear it humming nigga}
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[Verse 1: Yogi]
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I think I'll take this here bundle and stash it by the bushes
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Them laws riding deep and I don't really wanna push it
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Plus I got a pistol for them jackaz that be scoping
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I gotta keep it on me if them people come, I'm josting
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And that's the guidelines that I live and I die by
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Niggaz walk up on ya broad day, fuck a drive-by
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And if a witness still left in they never leave ya nothing
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I gotta run whodi, I hear them people coming
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[Verse 2: Jazzy]
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3 in the morning them niggaz still getting it
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Glocks in my pants, Rocks in my hand
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Fiend after fiend taking penitentionary chance
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I guess them p's thought that it could be my last thing
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They serve things quick on some get down friend shit
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My first mind told me to grab mine 'n squeeze quick
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So I let loose and let that thing start humming
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It wouldnt'a never happened if I wouldnt'a heard them coming
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 3: Krazy]
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I scream No Limit dog cause I'm a keen breather
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I'm all set tatted up in a wife beater
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And my niggaz cross the canal they love me mane
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Before this rap shit, dog I was slanging 'caine
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My bitches all love to see my tat on my face
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I'ma hit 'em with that thing that's below my waist
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I'm the realest motherfucker that No Limit got
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Find another nigga realer then me, Think of 'Pac
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I could touch y'all haters from a mile away
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My real friends all call me "Doc Holiday"
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Whether I get richer not mailing least I try
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And if a nigga said it i'ma hold that nigga life
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[Hook x2]
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[Verse 4: Halleluyah]
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I'm on the hustle for the bucks like a round the clock
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I gotta cheese line of fiends pumped around the block
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I keeps it gangsta, the boy stay "Dirty" like "Hampers"
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And a 30-30 sound like a bang of the hammer nigga
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By any means gotta get it like Malcolm
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Keep the semi in my jeans you could figure the outcome..OH
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You keep doubting and my niggaz'll come
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I suggest you play like you hear them people and run
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I'm the realist to ever do it
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I got it locked on the block with them grams, Cuz i'm hot with the music
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Keep the thang in my hand, Man I like how I use it
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Catch a hot one, watch a 4 blow like its fuses
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[Hook x2]
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[Outro]
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Hahaha
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Man..How these punk police man they keep tryna pull us over man
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These punk fucking fedz keep taping our phones and shit man
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We ain't tripping man, Ya'll motherfuckers can't stop us man
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I hear that chopper humming
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Nigga holla heads up when them people coming
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New No Limit baby we gon do this shit
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Nigga til the game over and the game ain't never over
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Them People
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504 Boyz |