{U. N. L. V. Talking}
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Wusup! to my nigga Kel, Third Ward is the motherfuckin' house
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Mac Melph Calio, R.I.P. Pimp Daddy, Kilo ya with me, wusup Bryce hahahaha
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Chorus: {Tec-9}
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Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
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Watch 'em bleed to death
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Ya played with the Tec-9 now ya takin' yo last breath
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Chorus: {Lil' Ya}
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Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
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Watch 'em bleed to death
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Ya played with the Lil' Ya now ya takin' yo last breath
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Chorus: {Yella Boy}
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Pop 'Em Up, Pop 'Em Up
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Watch 'em bleed to death
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Ya played with the Yella Boy now ya takin' yo last breath
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{Tec-9}
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I got to get my dash on my back window is startin' to rumble
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I look back I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
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Try'na take my head off, but I was kind of lucky
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These nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
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Had to put my Monte Carlo away got myself an forty-five
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>From my nigga, who live close around the way
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Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
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I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger on the trigger
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Like John Wayne, I'm handy with the steel when it's time to kill
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Man I handle my business strickly on the real
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Chorus
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{Lil' Ya}
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Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' bullets at yo ass
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Now it's time to make a Third Ward dash
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But first hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's
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You makin' me sick with all that hoe shit you got on
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My last nerves, I had to get my strap and go Bam!
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You say I'm insane, now it's time to let my
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Motherfuckin' nut's hang and spit on you nigga's
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I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name bigger
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I'm the capital Y-A from the Three U.N.L.V.
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You repped on me, now I got to serve ya "G"
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I can feel ya, look in my eyes guaranteed you won't
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See no disguise, cuz I'm real ain't no fuckin' boy in me
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I was an hustler, and now I'm a "G"
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I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake kind
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This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo mind
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Chorus
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{Yella Boy}
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Money in the power brand new Eddie Bauer
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Off up into this day, I don't know why that shit was sour
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You was supposed to be my hommie from the old school
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Another good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
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We used to play ball, back up in the park when we was small
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He saw me hustlin' on the set, he told me to give him a call
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I hit him all alone eight o'clock we supposed to meet
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Claim he had dope, cliental in the fuckin' street
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He said for three g's he hook me up real swell
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I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
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We meet by the old dump, cuz them people hot
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Glad I had my pistol, when I left I dropped my glock
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When I got there, he was ready to make the switch
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Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the fuckin' ditch
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It was a nigger, try'na kill me, I'm smooth like a canon
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I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be back
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Chorus
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{Tec-9}
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Fool I grew here, not flew here and y'all bitches new here
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You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo self
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I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole clip bitch
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Sixteen up in that ass, one more when ya hit the door
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How many you know, somebody rappin' fire up in Luger
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I haven't seen a nigga like this cry before
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You best's to run when ya hear the sound of my gun go
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Bluka! Bluka! like Lil' G, y'all can't stop a killer
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A drug dealer, a bitch stealer cap pillar
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I'm known Uptown for bein' realer then a
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Twenty dollar bill with skills to make a peal
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Don't slip up, don't fuck up cuz I'ma have to
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Pop you up
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Chorus
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{Lil' Ya}
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Boom Boom Boom, it's the sound that you dead
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With a bullet in yo motherfuckin' head
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I'm comin' hard out the motherfuckin' 1-2-3 and yes
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I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up constantly and
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Motherfuckers know they can't handle me
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Them nigga's bein' labeled as a Third Ward "G"
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Leave a nigga dead in a ditch, I leave you stankin'
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Go to yo house and fuck yo bitch and have yo family
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With them tear's in they eye's how did he die?
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As they cry, as they cry
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{Yella Boy}
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Slicky Grease I'm back, with my nigga's and they gat's cuz
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