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[Verse 1: Playa Fly] Niggas best beware of that motherfuckin` villain It`s hard to fuck wid us, so prepare for the killin` Livin` where it`s realer man and you don`t know the feelin` It`s time to grab my glock and make a rocket for the million Creepin on yo ass wid that mask what ya wanna do Boom is that sound shootin` rounds down glock we do All my row dogs down smokin` pounds it`s that nigga who Don`t give a fuck, test your nuts, catch a slug fool Nigga wid the mind full of crime don`t be guessin` If you fail to see him then a bullet you`ll be catchin` Always packin` a weapon so keep steppin` don`t let it happen You know that talkin` shit, as my lyrics start to cappin` The homies in the house and it`s no doubt I`m finna sew shit up As I tape it over walk right over then I fulls you up Pass a sack and drink the yack and let my niggas roll it up Now we gettin` smoked out, now my locs get loc`d out Scopin` out the victim for the slayin` man you know I`m still up in this bitch Niggas from down South we so gap, wid this gangsta shit Nigga best believe it`s about that cheesin` and I`ll rob you trick Grippin` on my glock, pop, pop, pop, nigga that`s my shit I`m slick Raise up off these playas nuts, shank you I don`t give a fuck Nigga we can slang throw them thangs what the fuck is up Bangin` the fuckin` microphone that nigga straight from Tennessee Psychopathic, schizophrenic, bitches cannot fuck with me, Three Six on my dizick, hoe stop swingin` on my fuckin` nuts Keep on talkin` shit I just might stick you in your fuckin` guts Niggas shankin`, now I think it`s time to blaze that B-U-D Now I`m high, really high, a hustla in reality Enter the asylum of a motherfuckin` lunatic Introduce you to my tone let`s get in to some gangsta shit Nigga wid the mind full of crime I`m about to click Shots up to you playa hatas till you give me somethin` nig Back up off my dick because you know you cannot fuck wit this Leave your body burnin` in a motherfuckin` crucifix (Yeh, like I said before, we still up in this bitch...)
Hook (sounds like Eazy E being mixed in)
[Verse 2:] Up early in the morning, rollin` tokin` swisher blunts Thinkin` to myself, how, can I get this junt crunk Light up another blunt, now I`m feelin` super straight Playa hatin` bitch type niggas who I really hate So I have to meditate, just to keep my mind right If I don`t it`s gonna be a killin` at the midnight Pimp tight lyricist, busta can`t fade this Leave ya body in a grave talkin` all that weak shit Come and get your wig split, but you ain`t, cause you can`t Step to a psycho, gotta let you know, Once before we let the bullets flow, Got the rap game sold up, hold the, speaker, now it`s time to clicka Bang bang shoot `em up, bloodied up ya fuckin` guts Trick I thought I told you don`t you ever try to test my nuts Creepin` through the front door slowly, like a fuckin` sniper Hyper, than a muhfuckin` fired piper Silence, violence, is all that I think about One two three four punks that you read about
[Verse 3:] It be Lil Chee-zy in the back, That nigga wid that three eight gat Keeps that motherfucka packed, Just in case these niggas act Like they wanna hustla hate, I`m tryna feed my fuckin` kids I be damned if they don`t eat, Tryna take what`s mine you trick Any end will have to take to split a punk ass nigga`s dome, Chop a hater wid my chrome, take off my mask so I could be known I don`t give a fuck got shit to lose I just go buck you feel the ooze ain`t had enough now catch the blues my shit is rough you knew the rules, before you stepped, to a pimp tight nigga-ro, And I ain`t scared to go toe to toe to let these bitch ass niggas know It`s gon` take a murder case to put these tricks up in they place Lock you in my Chevy will bump for E&G keeps twistin` skunk Playas get your fuckin` gat, cause you know the robber`s back It`s so Fly got for these punks cause Lil Chee-zy gettin` it crunk
Hook
[Verse 4: Playa Fly] Everlastin` gangsta Playa bound to reach the fuckin` top SPV is backin` me, bustin` wide playa lock Niggas down from Jackson bumpin` tracks and keep us taxin` hoe Fly done buy that whitey`s got you frighten on that goodie dope Dirty dud and gangsta stayin` ri-zaw and inflictin` pain Playa from the shower full ah powder coca fuckin` caine Gettin` it crunk and gettin` a drank, pon a funky roadster bitch Down to make a dollar don`t you holler busta follow this SPL is super thick, clickin` quickly full ah blunts Now that Playa`s on the scene, tell me did Fly get it crunk?
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