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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but that MOB
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Nuttin but This Hard

"Infamous it on ya forehead baby,
niggas be acting like shit is all
up the 4-5 bout to get busy
I'm in the street Dunn i run this city
Smokin' that icky Dunn i feel my face
must be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam Keep it Dunn they did it again
While kick true facts shootouts with black
ask around the way, niggas i did that
drugs all night rockin a ski mask
We last longer than all these Frank
leds shake feds that like to break bread
Fuck Chicken-Heads thast of my M.O
R.I.P. to My in Yambo
Ya Looking for I Got Tons of Ammo
in The Streets yall niggas forced to lay Low

I been through threats, Tec's [or sounds Im to adress threats, tec's]
out Tec's and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I sparkle a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I been through threats,
Pull out Tec's and Let
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My To Shine
I sparkle Like a
My like a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

P a Filter
I Run the through the hood and find my target,
..Comb the Hood.
his apartment, Infamous Wildlife
You in the forest, nigga this MOB shit..
a Riddle take him to the hospital
Whats with the White Sheet and Red All Over?
here's War, You Just another Dead Soldier
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much More Fowl, More Wild
The Chopper Chop, The Popper Go Pow
This ain't no 80's Shit this is Now
I transcend Time This is Two Twelve
Ya Need a smack in the Back a ya Head
system Corrupt, Better wake up Kid
Cause there's nothing we can do cept the word
And one day we can all shake the world..

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
& Havoc
Do it to the def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.
Joey &
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to def.
On the East and Coast
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to The def.

I been through threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats,
Pull out and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The world

It's My Turn To
I sparkle a Razor
My like a Box Cutta
Box Masta

I been through threats,
Pull out and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

My Turn To Shine
I Like a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Masta