[Verse 1]
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I know you know this is Kansas City
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Where nigga life don't mean shit
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So step to and immediately get yo dome split
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I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
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On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
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You never thought tomorrow
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You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
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Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
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Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump
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It's not a game dude my killaz will mangle
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Anything in my range fool
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When hatin' get framed moved
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We play the same rules
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Bussin' all 32 shot
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Lookin' to murder you
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Glock they never heard of you
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Shocked that I'm comin' servin' you
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Snug brim get flashin' innocent til I'm provin' guilty
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Snug brim get to blast in
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And fuck the homicide charge I got expazito
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A mob figure plus a lawyer and do work for kiloz'
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You know the steelo real niggas never talk just listen
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This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen
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[Chorus]
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Rough niggas in the street will bust 4 the bread
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And meat deuce 57th Street and 7 deuce be packin' heat punks
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Get the fuck away from we, for we buckin' these mutha fuckin' G.U.N.Z.
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Dem no won fuck with us
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4 what I believe I will die
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Dem no won fuck with us
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If any hataz wanna try
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Hands gon throw gunz with bust
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Real niggas run the streets with they gats up
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Everything you got and owns getting' snatched up
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[Verse 2]
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If you're my enemy my energy
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Your rhymes are elementary get lost in penitentiaries
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When I begin this century so mention me
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And Imma heat the track up if it's loo of you demons
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I suggest you go get back up
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Load the mac up don't slack up Imma act up on
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Any mutha fucka that think he got his clown suit on get
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Stepped on destroy your mind you're wasting your time
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Cause when I spit a fucking rhyme I got a million in line
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To listen to me, a bitch to do me nick naming me hollow tip with a stand off clip
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That'll kill your click and will kill your brain if you can't maintain
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Better slow your roll boy money hungry ain't no ho boy
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That's for sure boy and ya know boy I'll whip your ass like four boys
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You're a decoy I'm the real thang I'm a genius you're a pea brain
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Get pissed on and whipped on so who you talkin' shit on Imma spit on
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Any negative spirit that step to me try to take my soul
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From under me but I got a lifetime warranty
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Skatterman cat
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Persistantly dirty
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From KC
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Where in the drought we pay 50 for birdies package short
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I call Snug and just give him the word he take ya face
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Before he tell on me they'll get him 4 purgery
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Hustla's shoot shit
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Rob shit
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Loot shit
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Hard core convicts
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Mob shit
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If you snitch, killin'em on Tech's new shit (new shit)
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Dude we crossin' the color line
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Nuff money
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Nuff weed
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Make a tuff nigga colorblind
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We rap 4 curb servers
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That hop in and out of cars
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Rep 4 cats wit 3rd murderers
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That pop in and out of bars
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D12, Strange Music, Rogue Dogs
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Regime, Duce Click, Doe Boyz, Yong Gunz
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Same team
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Same beams
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Niggas that a split ya cherries
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Vigilanty's mutha fuckas with permits to carry
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Bitch you scary
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Fuck you and that bitch you married
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Cross anyone I named
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That shit will get you buried
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 4]
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It's all out war 4 the punks funk finna jump
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Chumps get a lump when I dump tonks 4 the bianks
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Gump wanna thump over pumps and a bump
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Rumps get it krunk when I skunk runts
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Imma munk what you bunk niggas want fuck
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What you thunk you get sunk in and trunk
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Fuck that we done heard and took enough crap
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Trust we bust back when muskrats bust caps
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I'm tryin' to touch scratch and bring my hell to parties and
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For the last time mutha fuck Vell Bakardi
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You cannot rap with me scrap with me
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Nigga to the back of me catastrophe
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Hits yo shits raggedy it had to be this tragedy shit
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Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich
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You gets none with that fagoty pitch
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Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star
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You's a no coppin' ho stalkin' drunk and a old fart it's a shame
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Think you quick but you heard we flow quicker plus the bitches
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Don't wanna fuck a black herpe nose nigga
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This is it |