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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm really
They off his Rolex, smacked his bitch silly
Why niggas acting word to Will he bout to feel it
I feel it, he shoulda been with it
Them sour they put to much flour in their coke
And got the to wonder why they're broke
While we was gleaming, was scheming
Seen the ill Beamers
and doubling cream, had em fiending
To get they fingers on the dosa, I Sosa
Sosa these niggas hit the God the toaster
Meet me in the Bridge I'm to go loca
Left my rat me to stay and stroke her
He came through two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two macs the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some Henn to me over
My nigga Hav gotta
It's down, it's going down kid
I heard he might not live, I'm back tears
these broads to put it in gear
With two females that don't smile they style yo
Whattup son, these niggas done started wild
You know the clique well, Ramel the gold in his grill
Tried to get a name holding the
I paid attention to the
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' pulled me close and told me the
He said both peel
Spray shots and reload and handle the wheel
Point em out a Phil' then chill
I layed back Escobar status, knowing The Firm got it
We on it, shit we was born

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, and trifeness
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds wit
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a then we set you up
Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
We finesse this, for RD, we shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein connect with
Dangerous sons, step back let the tech
Lift you up, bless you wit a then we set you up

Hold it right there over
That nigga right inside the Rover
I he'd be right here, I told you
Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice
pullover, big links and rocking boulders
He's stunting, after he left my man like
Without a fair chance to fight back, but I'll be right
He seen us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, delicious, handle yo' bidness
And step to him, shake your ass try to him
Do what ya do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, was amused
By the way walked, way they talked
Only if they knew girls'd spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, I have you
He jumped out a Jeep, her tell him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only a minute, flat when
They jumped in the back of the Jeep
We followed them pollying, he the hoes were Somalian
wanted to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the and called the Mobb and them
We layed low about a hour or so these movin too slow
We holding, what if them wild hoes started folding
Sosa, said say no more, we started
we got in they must have shot him, security wildin
There the girls go, up we out in
The 940, me and two shorties
The punk niggas got in the orgy

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
I this, for R.D., we chef shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds wit
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you a shorty then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
Roping up
Cause our is thick
Another day dollar
More money, murder
Fuck this shit, Q.B. up in the