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Yeah, check it out,
Firing squad,
(First family)
Yeah, squad, nigga
it out
(First family)

The Bill
(What up Bill?)
I'ma semi-automatic for real
you test me
Know I feel that the impact a gat
Then it kicks is sexy

I put you back on the rip
Tip and get the split in a nigga's
(Ain't changed)
I take you back to 6
And get to off a clip

(You the game)
You test me?
(You gotta)
Let your time be, there's a line of niggas
That's ready to me

I put my down firmly
the nose of my gun in some shit that don't concern me
And most dudes like the way I rap
The brown-skinned cat with a fast step, yep

(Retreat)

I would never be disconnected from these
deep, as the and my
(Ocean, potion)
Is to to spit fire,
(Know when)
The of the motherfucking game

it is ghetto music
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
'Cause some cats be the move
In words, breakin' the rules
(Stop that)

We make ghetto
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
some cats be fakin' the move
In words, breakin' the rules

Make way, bitch, I'm through
I'm Fizzy Wo dog, who the fuck are
Y'all niggas be, listenin' to that information
your [unverified]

Thugs know home team from the BK and move
Run with guns bust off like John Woo
Try to sabatoge the game, I'ma start
Try to my name, I'ma start dumpin'

Why do fucking act like y'all don't be known?
Fizzy Wo, nigga, going for
So you low, come and hit you with something that gigantic
Automatic and will make your ship sink like the

Now that I know, you against me
And you click, you click, you me too
Tell his man to tell his man, work out master plan
'Cause I'ma a man, what?

Here it is ghetto
(Rock that)
When it drop, if its
(Cop that)
some cats be fakin' the move
In other words, breakin' the
(Stop that)

We ghetto music
(Rock that)
it drop, if its proper
(Cop that)
'Cause some be fakin' the move
In other words, the rules

me to express my deepest sympathy
To the family of the cat, that, was hit with the
I begged him not to fuck me
(I tried)
He listen, so they found his ass missin'

Put my barrel in the back of his
And knocked his out do or dead, now
Cold, he thought I would fold
So I tore him a new hole, to nigga's soul

When I jump off, or I off, about eight rounds
my spot down, I'ma knock down, about eight clowns
Nigga, don't you ever fuck
With the token

Bonified thugster slugger
(What)
Ex-mugger, for knucka, bucka, bucka
motherfucker
(Fuck ya)

You musta bought a [unverified] in the
Flinch and I'ma tear your ass
Come on, straight like that,

Squad, nigga, ha-ha-hah
Hundred years and yeah
One of my motherfuckin' men, the Ripper
Y'know what I'm sayin', my City, Teflon
Firing Squad, nigga, for life,