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Shut 'em

Yo shut 'em down start the
We wilin' sling back his body found
Washed up on Island
When I rolled up this niggas slowed up
That killa up, when I pulled up jumped out with the pump-pump
shots and ducked out
So out
Left that cat for dead his smoked out
Cause when I y'all killas a kill me kid
I'm all out
Lifes a bitch, it, got the gun bust it
Game play, gotta play by the or your own cannot be trusted
Don't try to test, abide your chest, put five inside vest
Have you layin' with a dead
known when you was lookin' in the eyes a death
And I forgiveness when I did this
There was not no witness but he understand
Cause even God got a list

Beat downs
I spit like a shiny silver
fond of us
We the kind that rush, those that hold
your whole stack
Grimy cats
Niggas head like Kojak
Go gat for gat
Coat
You could smoke
Or cut dust
Makin' your whole fuckin' stove
Betta me
1-3, one and could be never phoney in any ceremony
I'll tear you
Shut 'em
Shun sees takin' your
your mind
Got this on the low
Defecatin' rhymes
Breakin' your
Got you movin' the flurry, time to worry
I'm a bury the
Feel my full

'em down

Hey yo I bet you this motherfuckin' double barrel will blast his
Be on the out for a basket case
pumped you up to watch you get beat
Had you shits sweet
Now you up creek
Cause shits weak
How mich is your life to someone important
Cause I be
Kidnap for ransom is some you don't want to get caught in
back in the days of Gordon
Niggas was robbed
The guy from Rikers Height on his job
his own little mob
Was it worth back to the Earth so soon
Worth my shit go boom
To own doom, from the graveyards
Till there's no
Fuck you know a pine box
Money goin' out with Glocks
On top of that same nigga when they with they nine shots
Feel like killin' for crew
I ain't rest
It gonna a whole lot to put up your best
watch your loins spill out your vest
You get on some act your age shit
You a kid
run for faces
More get killed like that

Mad man Sticky
The crazy blazin' bullets for days and days
Grazin' amazin' I'm the ason purple hazin'
to be pahsin' Lord with all this hell I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder
We shut 'em down
We turn dumb quick gun click
Lyin' in the
Pursed the on your dick
In the admit it dogs
I'm the Rottweiler my Glock
Fuck killer I sniff gun powder
So all you real willies throw your in the sky
And all the crooks rob the place
I'm so hype, I take your life, betta my doe right
five mics, I don't need no mic!

Shut 'em