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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the motherfuckin'
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya takin' yo last

{lil' ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last

{yella boy}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last


I got to get my dash on my back is startin' to rumble
I look back I see nigga's I'm out numbered
Try'na take my off, but I was kind of lucky
nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my carlo away got myself an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to find that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that
I'm gonna show yo ass, how to keep the finger on the
Like john wayne, I'm handy the steel when it's time to kill
Man I my business strickly on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, spttin' at yo ass
Now it's time to make a third dash
But hear me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's
You makin' me with all that hoe shit you got on
My last nerves, I had to get my and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
nut's hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my to make my fuckin' name bigger
I'm the capital y-a from the u.n.l.v.
You on me, now I got to serve ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my eyes guaranteed you
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real ain't no boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the kind
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo

{yella
Money in the power brand new eddie
Off up into day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my from the old school
good guy gone bad in the game, that shit ain't cool
We used to play ball, back up in the park when we was
He saw me on the set, he told me to give him a call
I hit him all alone eight o'clock we supposed to
Claim he had dope, cliental in the street
He said for three g's he hook me up swell
I him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I felt
We meet by the old dump, 'cause people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I left I dropped my
When I got there, he was ready to make the
Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the ditch
It was a nigger, kill me, I'm smooth like a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a 'em I'll be back


Fool I grew here, not flew here and bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and didn't use it, you lost yo
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one more ya hit the door
How many you know, somebody rappin' fire up in
I haven't seen a like this cry before
You best's to run ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all can't a killer
A drug dealer, a stealer cap pillar
I'm known for bein' realer then a
Twenty dollar bill with to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom, it's the sound that you dead
With a bullet in yo head
I'm comin' hard out the 1-2-3 and yes
I'm these motherfuckers up constantly and
Motherfuckers they can't handle me
Them bein' labeled as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga dead in a ditch, I you stankin'
Go to yo house and fuck yo and have yo family
them tear's in they eye's how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

{yella
Slicky grease I'm back, my nigga's and they gat's 'cause
You tried to take my life, to make yo fuckin' meal's stack
Seven guy's told me, yo first mind leads you wrong
Face to motherfucker, now you know it's on
The time, I went out like a fuckin' soldier
A job on yo car, I'm back just like I told'cha
Yo eye's buck, as you was on a pay phone
You to reach, it's to late buckshot's in yo dome
Yo froze in the car in a state of shock
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he the glock
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
'cause we violatin' out of our
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
Fuck all that figurin' and and twerk up if ya want some
We left 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back bitch
The war is on, so bring it on 'cause on the list
The rest of you worker's down with that funny shit

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