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(Krazy)
What what what what what
[Chorus:]
(Krazy)
Who talkin noise?
We makin noise
504 boy
Playin with them big toys
(X4)
(Mac)
Look
Motherfuckers it's mac
The one who pump slugs in your back
Lyrical attacka
Keep it ghetto like black lacqua
Camo'd assasin
To the best [?] the epitomy
Of a soulja
Bustin like I got chips up on my shoulda
Hold your horses
I come through like "whatchu wanna do?"
Murder who?
I kill that whole crew with a 2-2
These ni***z rookie
I crush em like pink cookies
Don't f**k with me
When I'm broke
Pissed off
And my b***h aint given me no nookie
Kinda glad P took me
Off the streets to make duckies
Now I take supermodels to hotels
And make whoopie
Pull they hair
Call em out they names
Don't you like that?
Then I give my lil sister the cash
So she strike that
Ni***z like mac
Rock mercedez benz toe bustas
And I only shop at them military
Stores cousin
Solja rag on my eyes till I die
N***a what?
I'm a Tank Dogg
These ni***z is just mutts
(Arf!)
(Chorus)(X2)
(Krazy)
My n***a Jeff just got 30 years
F**k mc
Went in a house
Found a safe with about 3 bricks
That's that punk b***h Deuce-A
Sweatin my ni***z
He wont rest until my whole click's
Doin some figgaz
Can we ride on my enemy's late tonite?
A young n***a
With A. 45
Bustin on site
What I might
Is whether [?] bleed with passion
See this drug game to me
Is like a fatal attraction
Salvation from this life
That's what I need
See these jealous a** ni***z
Wont let me breathe
Will I succeed in this cold world?
Pray for me please
I don't get caught up in this rap life
A dying disease
Over seas is where they come from
We know who sent them
If them b*****s six-teenth
I believe I'll get them
I aint fuckin with no new ni***z
Believe I'm ballin
If I ever go to jail
Big Boz I'm callin
Will my real ni***z ride for me?
Believe they will
If I get killed
Bring me back to the Ivoryville
N***a
(Chorus)(X2)
(D. I. G.)
They say only god can judge me
My peepz say "yeah there be world war 3
Prolly in the year 2 G
But livin this street life
I'm thuggin and ready to rumble
With any n***a that ready to tussle
M**********are
I feel as if I'm at the edge of my life
So I give it to them raw
In the heat of the night
I aint hard to find
I'm the n***a with the two 9's
Next to the Last Don
N***a thugged out for mine
A Made Man
The Bossalinie of the scenery
And be full of that greenery
When you peepin me
I'm full of that crime family
I'm on the grind and I can handle that
I aint trappin
I gotta weigh that shake
Ima hit them with these ghetto ingredients
Some ghetto dope
Go round tweekin
And get D. I. G.
That's me I'm a young n***a
F**k around with me dog
And y'all get done n***a
[Chorus:] (X4)



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