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Daz: |
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Oh no! murder, murder, murder... |
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Busting at these *************z who claim to be hard |
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Murder, murder, murder... |
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Come and blast dat ************* daz and act rude |
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Coming through, murdering fools who claim to be hard |
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Pulling your mother********'s cords |
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Me, we're going back for you to say that |
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Prepare for battle, load the narrator with pay back |
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Knowing where you mother********s rest and hang at |
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I'm in long beach, where the ********ers hang at |
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Don't want more static, or panic, we're packing gats |
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And asking for *************t, *************, 'cause we're blasting |
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See, we're the gang, kicking just to maintain |
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Bang on *************z for a living, busting upon the selling corners |
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We on 'em just for twelve figures |
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Money, ****, cars and ********, to getting richer |
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Chorus (2x): |
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Oh no, *************z just wanna get killed tonight |
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Tripping on you, the way i feel tonight |
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*************z better pack you guns |
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J-money: |
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Glocks are popping off like turbo |
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Step into my circle, my word is out to serve yo *************t |
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Money busters lyrically in motion |
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About to whip a (???), the east side coast and |
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I'm the one they love to hate with a passion |
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I packs a blue steel, filled with skilled raps, blast it |
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Mc's get dealt with, my microphone's my third partner |
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Heat seeking like a missile when i drop ya |
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Style is proper, my execution-style of rapping |
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I'm packing a rap while you say "why, what's happening?" |
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My mind is going deep, like money mister, doing all |
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You couldn't see me with a crystal ball, y'all |
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It's critical, i'm thinking of a masterplan |
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Come out with your *************t man, i'm broke, feeling critical conditions |
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Listen, money on a dirt mission |
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Creeping to the night, beating tight, armageddon |
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Chorus (2x) |
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Daz: |
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Watch out, here i come |
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Battling mother********s till the break of dawn |
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Homeboy, ring the alarm |
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It's d-a to the z, dropping the formula |
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And every ************* that i know in californ-i-a |
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Dat ************* daz will come out and play |
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Busting on *************z with an ak |
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So any given day you want some |
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Come and get some, you don't want none |
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Why do we bang? |
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Why do we bang for a living? we just don't know |
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Now it's time to serve y'all ******** ass *************z on an open platter |
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Yeah, haha |
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Fool, what *************, you know that got your ass laying down? |
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Tray deee: |
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You see, i take the ultimatum, disregard the outcome |
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I'm hard to outrun, and won't be outdone |
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I hate fake take away mother********s |
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I come up from the slums and i run, mother********s |
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No other than the gang, it's the slang and prosper |
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And bang us mobsters, while claming oscars |
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While most *************z froze, they control their coast |
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They be home and broke, 'cause they've been known to choke |
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Like malone, be gone when the playoffs come |
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But i'ma stay off one, liable to spray off some |
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Ammunition, i handle missions one on one |
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*************z, come on, come and get their (???) done |
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I'm the cannibal, the hannibal lector of rap |
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A ************* steps up wack, and gets a setup-tax |
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We're the gang, and we're ma*************ng, blast to maintain |
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We're the kings in the game, and things ain't to change |
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Chorus (2x) |
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Oh no... |