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Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the
Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the Who the snitch?, You the Who the bitch?, You the
Look, get ya mask took off when I four off Pump the shorty, your body the grass grow tall Yeah, I'm like tango for the Orange Jag, like a mango when it pass
the tato on the mack I talking 'bout bagging up work I put Yayo in the bag Fuck is you about?
You thirty, just getting in the You be trying to get out You know it's when the Llama get out and spit the lead, bullets hit your head Then your mind'll sit out by the time they this shit, out
I'm in a state, in a different zip whip, different plates, wait! I put the heat in to head You, G unit, turtles 'Cause leader is rat, scrat!
simple as one, two, three You lames, wanna get at You gotta come me Yayo, get out the way, ho
Lloyd Banks, got shot pass the mack And aim it at Curtis Jack, you ain't Trying to be Wright (Right)
You smacked, little accident murderer I just now heard of ya, and the next time you disrespect the E, ya, Yayo, you better lay low 'cause The M.O.B, got killers on the payroll I put a dollar hit on you snitches Show you why we ourselves money over bitches
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Olivia, get back in the car, before I you Like Fifty, did Fredo Starr and he on li'l niggas Is it me or is it every video, Jackson get a li'l bigger? Nigga, using that muscle
All I need is a couple and a sandwich Fuck, holding a conference, I'll run to Hold Chris Lighty for hostage, Banks, doing gay porn out the closet!
Either that or I'm ma knock Chris Lighty, Cut all the nonsense, you was pc'd, up Hit the bricks, rapping 'bout the like you common Talk of New York? You, Jorge
I 'em, you catch 'em, that's not a threat That's a promise, you did six months, now you a I accepted your calls, now you at me On some wild shit, judge said, spent
Now you can get it The gun homicide, dropped five dimes with And next time you try to me on the cheek You won't be alive long enough to put out Deep
I got a full of poison bananas And cold hard killers from Compton (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison And a hard killer from Philly (Here monkey, monkey)
I got a clip full of bananas And a cold killer from Long Beach (Here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of bananas And a hard killer from LA (Here monkey, monkey)
Welcome to the west, let me show you what like My niggas, to sit on death row and ain't fucking with Suge Knight Tag your left toes, wish you niggas, a night Rock-a-by, baby, chrome, three-thirty-six,
Ready to die, them ain't crazy On the wall on the mini street that they can't be A pine box of leg room, game, hit me We're watching, access in Cancun
I'm look at the two like the nerve of damn dude Pointing a beam at him, locating his next to my heat, Chi-Chi get the Yayo Replace that, G Unit, with a halo
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I got a clip full of poison And a cold hard from Long Beach (Here monkey, monkey) I got a full of poison bananas And a cold hard from LA (Here monkey, monkey)