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Dre, think we're bullshittin'
Yeah! Yeah!

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my closed, get to moppin' the street with him
I put your body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I money to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my

front on me, the goons and goblins come out
Bushmaster shot drums'll run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me big
Me I make the register
I'm the cab
They make the hammers
on ya ass now
Hair trigger, nigga, yeah niggas'll flip
Six, let it off at wig
Here I is, where the money is, I get biz
D's about the beef
You gon' get did
It be your and your fuckin' grave they dig
that ass in the precinct tryna talk to the pigs
I'm like Damien
I start gettin' loose on ya
Closest to lucifer, you think you got a noose on ya
I make it to breathe
I with your heart, so air it out
it hard to eat
Have you lookin' both
Like you the street!

Nigga try me son, he have the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street him
Well I put your in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my
I bring money to my niggas, that death to my enemies

Yeah niggas send me the wrong message, we gon' fucking kill the
Your whole clique hollow tips'll up the best of ya
This ain't the "carter" nigga, this is
It's harder I die and be a martyr, respect me your father
Let off a clip or let a off
I have your pussy ass runnin' like a race
Follow orders now shoot his "face off"
You can have one, one, it's mad fun
See how when you to me all of the cash gone
I was born the tec it's a birth defect
I was conceived in the bins, up in a Benz
is what happens when have nots turn into sasquatch
Let the gat pop, boogie down on the blocks
It's horrific nah terrific
I got it if you it, go head nigga twist it
Get lifted, I'm gifted

Nigga try me son, he best have the on him
Want my closed, get to moppin' the street with him
Well I put body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas, that bring death to my
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies

Yeah I tell 'em on 'em then they ride on 'em
Get the line on 'em and the .9 on 'em
Head shot, .40-glock blow his on him
They say ain't not a jooks, leave the on 'em,
Now you can watch me, nigga like the police me
I proper go ahead catch a shell tryna stop me
That 4-30 spider, carbon
And my dog is Al-Qaeda natural fighter
Rapid fire, you're sweet like cider,
The mack'll fire, mask like Myers
off the wire when I get on my bullshit
No smiles, no laughs, you no pass
You can to my niggas while they whoop yo' ass
My itch when the money comes, it's hard to explain it
Last I itched like this, a truckload came in
Get money, get bread, what I do kid

Nigga try me son, he best the heat on him
Want my eyes closed, get to the street with him
I put your body in a bag
on me, I'm on ya ass
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies
I bring to my niggas, that bring death to my enemies