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[JuJu]
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It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler
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Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular
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Back again to hit ya with the junkyard funk
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Shit gets out of hand, I got a Tec in the trunk
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Let's flip the ill shit kid, yo he looped it
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Hardcore, straight to make you brothers act stupid
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Now I'm on a rampage, prepare for the slaughter
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Lyrical monster busting nuts in your daughter
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Slaying competition is the real beat digger
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(Clank) Hit you with a shovel now you're dead, nigga
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Freaking the funk, I be the ill funk freaker
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With the diabolical sound coming through your speaker
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Bulletproof ready for action, no fronting
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Fully loaded Tec loaded ready to go hunting
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So sleep and watch me let off and catch wreck
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec"
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When I pop the trunk, hit the deck
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec"
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Head for the hills before you get wrecked
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec" (Repeat 2x)
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[Fashion/Al Tariq]
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Here I come up your block, driving once
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Smoking skunk, waiting for a fucking punk
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To beef, so he can get killed by the psycho thief
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Retarted like Biz, eating cats like Heath-
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cliff, light the spliff, crack the quart and
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If I kill you first nigga, be a good sport and
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Die, don't give me no hassle
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I snatch up your bitch, take her to White Castle
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To crack her asshole, so I could fuck her
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That doo doo brown dem bucker
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The crazy rapist smelling like much vaginas
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Carjacking punks, pulling them out of their Pathfinders
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It makes me want to scream, but I just chill by the end of the week
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How many punks must I kill?
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I'm sicking up picnics, I'm robbing on good so after dark
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Stay the fuck out the woods (You fucking punk!)
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When I pop the trunk, hit the deck
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec"
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Head for the hills before you get wrecked
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec" (Repeat 2x)
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[Psycho Les]
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Come on girl, don't give me that shit
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Blast my nine to your spine, take your money then split
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Outtie, now your ass is ghost to me
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Beatnuts on the mix thinking Hindu grocery shops
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So what's up hops?
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I shoot you with no problem, I'm used to shooting cops
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I'll let you go this time, but next time you pop
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That shit, your ass gets dropped
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[JuJu]
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Yo, it's the gun-slinging lunitic demon that'll hell
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Intoxicated punks letting off bad smell
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Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers
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Low-key deadly, taking out all suckers
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Before you even step and try to play me, son
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Bring heavy ammunition so you don't have to run
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Take heed, this ain't something you should laugh to
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Yo I shoot your moms if I have to
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When I pop the trunk, hit the deck
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec"
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Head for the hills before you get wrecked
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"John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tec" (Repeat 2x)
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Reign of the Tec
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The Beatnuts |