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1:

Never duck mother fucker repeat it
duck another mother fucker
Nigga delete it
put the cerebellum in mode
For real a foe can get
with what a know
Killa fillin'
yo biblical the shit to get rid
Of yo hearing your pitiful game,
this is political
in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a to bust
Cause the homie that you meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm for a cock to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get your ride on nigga is you rock or
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And And I meant it
when I it you remember that?
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
you wanna get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't stop and take a minute
we

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray guns result in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a mother fucker
see ya
Bleed the chest no regret
A fun day caper a Sunday
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he or penetrate
The loop of
a nigga if you steppin to me
You never benefit
if I start it Imma finish it
Run up on a fucka
he fuckin' a chick
Put a in her head while she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 in your face with the bane
You bury some its mother shame
we guns
If you don't insane or very dumb
too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a know
A mother fuckin' round spit
Fuckin' around with the clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it nigga we can into
Put us up some mother fuckers
and we thru it
Fuck a nigga buck a
if he think a gorilla
I when I said it you remember that
(hell mother yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if you're like a enemy, bust
We don't stop and take a minute
we jus,

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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guns might result in you bussin' some
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3:

Get sprayed by the Tech 9
Now I'm on the out run
the beginning hot cooked will done
Fuckin' wit a insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but know
I'm too mother hard
ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in
When I explode nuttin left
but for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a insane
minded mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' punks like quick
droppin' and
Any punk that bucks up bring a bag
If you wanna get up
it is you little bitch made
nigga start
When I'm with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve
don't matter many suckas die
When the gun scatter
From block 2 block, 2 hood
Street 2 boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch little ass got lit
I wanna be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
when I said it you remember
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't wanna get in
a nigga like the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a enemy
We don't ever and take a minute
we breathe

(2x):

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
(BREATHE!)
come bets to fight every fuckin'one
(BREATHE!)
Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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guns might result in you bussin' some
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