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To nine-six motherfucker
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Nine-six, 600

the shit
My mindset, son got wet
I'm vexed
They snatched off his Rolex, smacked his bitch
Why acting illy word to Will he bout to feel it
I feel it, he shoulda dealt with it
Them niggas sour put to much flour in their coke
And got the nerve to why they're broke
While we was gleaming, niggas was
the ill Beamers beaming
Triple-beam and cream, had em fiending
To get fingers on the dosa, I called Sosa
Sosa these hit the God bring the toaster
me in the Bridge I'm bout to go loca
Left my rat beggin me to stay and her
He came through two fly bitches, Venus and Vicious
With two macs the Volvo, what up God, I'm still sober
I need some to bend me over
My Hav gotta soldier
It's getting down, it's down kid
I he might not live, I'm holding back tears
Told broads to put it in gear
two females that don't smile digging they style yo
Whattup son, niggas done started something wild
You know the clique well, Ramel with the in his grill
to get a name holding the steel
I attention to the females
Maintained bitches when it get
Sos' pulled me and told me the deal
He said hoes'll peel
Spray and reload and still handle the wheel
Point em out smoke a Phil' then
I layed back status, knowing The Firm got it cornered
We on it, we was born with

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, business and
I finesse this, for R.D., we shit
Perfect shit, Albert minds connect wit
sons, step back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you with a then we set you up
Spark the lye, QBC yo do or die
In this, business and
We this, for RD, we chef shit
Perfect shit, Albert Einstein minds with
Dangerous sons, back let the tech lift
Lift you up, bless you wit a then we set you up

Hold it right pull over
That nigga right inside the Rover
I knew be right here, I told you
Let's get him now, look at him smile, ice
Polo pullover, big links and rocking
He's stunting, after he left my man like
Without a fair chance to back, but I'll be right back
He never us, Sos' gave the mac to Venus
And Vicious, delicious, handle yo' bidness
And step to him, shake your ass try to him
Do ya gotta do to get to him
A tight parasuco, with faces
Can turn niggas Buttafuco, of all ages, they was
By the way they walked, way they
Only if they knew these spray New York
If they had to, heard him ask Venus, could I you
He out a Jeep, heard her tell him don't grab boo
They started chatting, was only bout a minute, flat
They jumped in the back of the laughing
We followed them pollying, he thought the hoes were
Probably to hit the Holiday Inn
I grabbed the phone and called the Mobb and
We layed low about a hour or so these bitches movin too
We holding, what if them wild hoes started folding
Sosa, say no more, we started rolling
we got in they must have shot him, security wildin
There the go, hurry up we out in
The 940, me Sosa and two
The niggas got murdered in the orgy

the lye, QBC yo it's do or die
In this, and trifeness
I finesse this, for R.D., we chef
Perfect shit, Einstein minds connect wit
Dangerous sons, step back let the lift
Lift you up, bless you with a then we set you up

QBC, motherfucker
niggas up
Cause our clique is
Another day another
money, more murder
Fuck shit, Q.B. up in the house