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Bizzy:
Stalkin&#39; gat fools, walkin&#39; jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
Krayzie:
Bailin&#39; for safety, we make it and chill.

Bizzy:
Ready be off &#39;em in a coffin, and a all&#39;ll be sprayed. follow the murderous gauge. follow me murderous ways. steadily
Pumpin&#39; must my killas peel ya. po-po was all i saw. pop, pop, outta the window. we roll. lil&#39; ripsta realer off and better
Often swang, tossed off in a coffin with bangs. slang on the darkside, man. bang on the darkside, man. outta the thuggish
Ruggish city where-a we bail, when i went back to my lair with the twelve gauge mossberg pumpin&#39; shells. you&#39;re bloody
Murder murdered. comin&#39; to serve ya, runnin&#39; with gats and bats and balls, and a fifth of rose is how we roll.

Krayzie:
Krayzie&#39;s on, and i crept, and i came up. remember that killa, that nigga named leatherface. now if you a thug, nigga, pick
Up your pump and buck it. put the bitch up in the gutter, fuck it. nigga, we told ya be fucked up, and startin&#39; this rap thang,
Now. never takin&#39; no shorts or losses, man--no way, no how--poppin&#39; now. i still be that thug and i doubt if i change my
Daily thang. nigga, don&#39;t hang with the phony busta niggas, only roll with thugstas, killas. beat &#39;em in gutters. me stick &#39;em.
Me stuck &#39;em. we murdered &#39;em every time, now. bodies be dug off in dumpsters--execution double nine style. hey, say,
Give it up to the niggas who steady be slangin&#39; that llello, bankroll. when the po-po roll, that&#39;s when you lay low. when the
Po-po roll, that&#39;s when you lay low. when the po-po roll, that&#39;s when you lay low.

Layzie:
Nigga, you shoulda seen the bone--they came and touched down. came up with a plan, and we creepin&#39; up outta me
Hometown. me hate to be leavin&#39; the glock-glock, now, but i&#39;m livin&#39; so low down, bone gotta roll out. we livin&#39; like trues,
Give it up to the bang, always stay down for my thang. and i still remain the same, never gonna change. out my hood, i claim.
Nigga done jumped in the game. it&#39;s straight up confusion, &#39;cause niggas be shady. niggas still gotta watch his back daily,
Even more lately, but they can&#39;t break little layzie. so a nigga stay focused, i gotta get paid. the buddah, it run me forever,
Me blaze. thuggin&#39; in my murderous ways. praisin&#39; the gauge, let the buckshots spray. we shoot to this day. [gotta &#39;em,
Killa.] no shorts or no losses was meant, nigga, not played. bottom line, nigga. and cleveland in your face. and nigga, we
Rollin&#39; with ruthless in the nine for the pain, for the gain, for the love of money, fuck the fame, we peep game. we crept and we
Came.

Bizzy:
Stalkin&#39; gat fools, walkin&#39; jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
Krayzie:
Bailin&#39; for safety, we make it and chill.

Wish:
Bone crept and we came in the gang. bang. told ya, get down for them thangs, man, but bone still kickin&#39; with the same trues
Thuggin&#39; on the glock-glock. ain&#39;t shit changed. buck &#39;em. fuck &#39;em. put &#39;em in the ground, way down, lay down, busta.
Nigga, don&#39;t be tryin&#39; no dumb shit; bone&#39;s still pumpin&#39; them daily slugs at ya. creepin&#39; up outta the hood, roll to the west
Coast with this rap shit--nigga made good. thinkin&#39; on the nine nine, reachin&#39; for my nine, reachin&#39; for your shit, wish you
Would. pumpin&#39; them slugs, put &#39;em in a bodybag. nigga, down for your cash. nigga, that&#39;s your life. nigga, it&#39;s like that
When my shit claims one through the temple straight to the mind. bailin&#39; down the clair, gettin&#39; much love, needin&#39; mo&#39; bud,
Gotta sell me some dum-dum smoke, me meanin&#39; that yum-yum dope, and it shit to swang some thangs, puttin&#39; my gauge to
Your throat.

Bizzy:
Stalkin&#39; gat fools, walkin&#39; jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
Krayzie:
Bailin&#39; for safety, we make it and chill.

Flesh:
A nigga stay down for my thang, bang, sendin&#39; them bullets up into the brains of the bustas. hustlas, so nigga, never trust us.
We the muthafuckin&#39; thugstas, drug this twelve gauge pumpsta, nigga, no shorts or no losses. nigga, the fifth dog. maintain,
Swang, gotta kick &#39;em off, insane, so many hoes done took a loss. nigga, get tossed by the boss, and i&#39;m off the hook when i
Put it down with bone. wanna fuck with a thug? you&#39;re wrong. on the ground, they lay, when i spray that chrome.
Bullets--they fly. niggas--they die. i&#39;m comin&#39; up when i ride, got mine, east 99, off into that crime when the thugstas find
They time to grind. droppin&#39; the dime, packin&#39; the nine, and ready to bang. pullin&#39; the triggers to blow out your brains. bone
Got a game, man. we crept and we came.

Krayzie:
Bailin&#39; for safety, we make it and chill.

Bizzy:
Stalkin&#39; gat fools, walkin&#39; jack moves, ready to pap you if we have to, daily.
Krayzie:
Bailin&#39; for safety, we make it and chill.

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