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Bra, why you talkin' that s**t, huh?
(what? You heard me)
Take this s**t to the streets right now (you heard me)
All that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig?
(for real)(what's happenin')

They don't wanna f**k with C (bad motherfuckers)
They don't wanna f**k with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
They don't wanna go to war (bunch of bad motherfuckers)


Don't play no games, 'cause boy we be bout killin'
You ain't got s**t to die for you shouldn't be livin'
Get rid the fu***n' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
All my n****s know we live for weed and money
Platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
'cause tru n****s live life mot*****in' G's
Presidents and playin' in every resident
'cause pumpin' no limit s**t is essential
I make money off the words that I speak
I flip a cassette like I used to flip a quarter key
The rap game is like standin' on a block
Every tape I sell is like a mot*****in' dime rock
Give me the money so you can keep the b*****s
They don't play no game C-Murder bout his riches
The money talk and bullshit walks pay to get delt with
And haters get they a** kicked

Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin'
Just a bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug n****s
Don't Play no games boy, we be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherfuckers just a bunch of thug n****s


A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers
Ya we bad watch us I ain't playin' with your b***h a**
Even if I smoke weed all day drankin' on King Cobra
My eyes red my head bad I still f**k over ya
You know the name you know the game and the pain
B*****s still the same bigger bank higher rank
Whatcha thank your head I like your s**t don't stank
But you're gettin' spanked I'm gonna get at yours forgot that thank
You b***h who wrong move I'm gone get you
???????????? Still talking about???
You meant to but you been through
F**k what your friend do and who you kin to


[Silkk the Shocker]

We bout murder money weed ammunition guns and drugs
Fake n****s stand correct show my real n****s some love
Mister I live the life of a mot*****in' thug
7 digits bigger n****s still fightin' in clubs
You think you saw the worst b***h the worst is yet to fu***n' come
Up jump and take everyone and your best to f*****g run
Shoot first ask questions later
Quick before I lose ya ask what time it fu***n' was
I guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much mot*****in' bud
Don't play no games b***h respect the name b***h
F**k who you came with and f**k what you sayin' b***h
You heard of Mystikal, heard of P, heard of me, and heard of C
Either we solo or we ridin' thirty-d you can't stop me I know
All they can do is watch me drop ya with your eyes closed
In a project curb apartment mot*****in' dealin'
You wanna know why we ain't smilin' 'cause we thugs we mugs
Ain't nothin' bout being friendly


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