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Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die
Eye for an eye, or you die

Won't the house unless I'm strapped up
I might get backed up in the
Niggas is dumping on me I got my zapper
Creeping up on me and I got one hand on the

One hand on the steel, trying to a nigga for skrill
And I'm ridin' wit sharp shootin'
Funk season, whatever the reason, I'm wit drama
me one of them mangie ass niggas

Runnin' home, to Mama
So I the door to eliminate the whole situation
Fuckin' wit me, me ended up, having his family eraseded
Face it, no leaving the body behind until

You better game
Bow when real niggas bail through yo hood
But be caught up in a twist
Flash on us unless you end up wit the fish

shoes, lady singing the blues, them sad ballads
Fried chicken, collad greens, and potato
Surrounded by [unverified] of family members cryin'
Eye for an eye, you or you die

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let bullets fly

He got the Mac One-O and nice on the piggies
Hit 'em up and buck and leave them when I'm tipsy
Ain't no love for the true thugs die for this shit
Wit 150 round drum ride for shit

the hard hats end locs, pass the fo fo
And watch me smoke them hoes like the hit of indo, and fo' sho
I and blast, nigga, when I'm provoked with a doe of platinum coke
I holds a fort

Why you smiling for? These playing games on the street
That's where they meet the heat, sweep they ass up off of they feet
This no fairy tale, you fuckin' with Cel
Hit the scenes wit if you want my team

It ain't no in between through your temple
your crossing the realest niggas to spit this killa shit on the mic
And the world feel us, hit 'em wit rounds [unverified]
of hollows then we follow niggas to they spine
And chop ass up wit fully-auto's

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you or you die ride or you die
get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let bullets fly

I ain't no actor bitch, my life is worser than the
For real though, from steel to my uzi pushin' Impala S.S's
Benz, Beamers, to and chase my strip down
Wit X.O., Henn, and Remi, Rolex on my

Hundred dollar bill's crisp, I pull the blunt my lip
the 4-5 from my hip and spit, the incredible medical or hard core
The deadliest medacine gas ever set off in a war, the spot
Where we lock our million dollar doors, survival in hell, heat

Ducking from them, I'm just a nigga
Step on your street and draw my heat and I plug niggas
I be a G from the G.B.C. why I mug niggas
Don't flag I just sag and carry a mag and get off in the snitches
You a but still ride or die, screaming out the block
Bitch I'll you die wit doc

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at but let them bullets fly

Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die or you die
Niggas get at cha and run at them but let them bullets fly