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 {Aye you want some of this shit 
Naw, I don't want that shit 
I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit 
And I'm fin'nin' to buss a cap in a nigga 
Man shut the fuck up} 
 
{Slow down, slow down, slow down 
You see that brick house right there 
That's the nigga crib when he come out 
You gotta tighten his ass up 
I’m a get in the other car, aight} 
 
If there's beef, cock it and dump it 
The drama really means nothing to me 
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out 
There's no time to cock it 
No way you can stop it 
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out 
 
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught 
The DA can play this motherfuckin' tape in court 
I'll kill you, I ain't playin' 
Hear what I'm sayin', homie I ain't playin’ 
Catch you slippin', I’ma kill you, I ain't playin’ 
Hear what I'm sayin’, homie I ain't playin’ 
 
Keep thinkin' I'm candy till ya fuckin' skull get popped 
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box 
In the hood summer time is the killing season 
It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason 
 
I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin' 
Sayin’, "Lord, Jesus help me" ‘cuz they ass leakin' 
When they window roll down and that A.K. come out 
You can squeeze ya ill handgun until you run out 
 
And you can run for ya back-up 
But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up 
God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that 
‘Cause we gon’ reload them clips and come right back 
 
It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked 
I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck 
Look nigga, don't think you safe ‘cause you moved out the hood 
‘Cuz ya momma still around dog, and daddy ain't good 
 
If you was smart you'd be shook of me 
‘Cuz I'd get tired of lookin' for ya 
Spray ya momma crib 
And let ya ass look for me 
 
If there's beef, cock it and dump it 
The drama really means nothing to me 
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out 
There's no time to cock it 
No way you can stop it 
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out 
 
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught 
The DA can play this motherfuckin’ tape in court 
I'll kill you, I ain't playin’ 
Hear what I'm sayin’, homie I ain't playin’ 
Catch you slippin', I’ma kill you, I ain't playin’ 
Hear what I'm sayin’, homie I ain't playin’ 
 
My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you 
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you 
Nigga you know the streets talk 
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks 
 
I got my back against the wind 
I'm down to ride till the sun burn out 
If I die today 
I'm happy how my life turned out 
 
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself 
Locked up I was in a box by myself 
I done made myself a millionaire by myself 
Now, shit changed motherfucker I can hire some help 
 
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood 
But ya shooter fin’nin’ to get get shot it won't do 'em no good 
With a pistol I define the definition of pain 
If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin' hurt when it rains 
 
Oh you a pro at playin’ battleship well this ain't the same 
Lil' homie this is a whole different type of war game 
See the losers and up in shackles of motherfuckin’ chains 
Or laid out in the streets leakin' out they brains 
 
If there's beef, cock it and dump it 
The drama really means nothing to me 
I'll ride by and blow ya brains out 
There's no time to cock it 
No way you can stop it 
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out 
 
I do what I gotta do, I don't care I if get caught 
The DA can play this motherfuckin’ tape in court 
I'll kill you, I ain't playin’ 
Hear what I'm sayin’, homie I ain't playin’ 
Catch you slippin', I’ma kill you, I ain't playin’ 
Hear what I'm sayin’, homie I ain't playin’ 
 
After the fist fights, it's gunfire boy, you get the best of me 
If you don't wanna get shot, I suggest you don't go testin' me 
All the wrong I've done, the Lord still keep on blessin' me 
Fin’nin’ to run rap 'cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe 
 
Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre 
You got me feelin' real bulletproof up in this motherfucker 
‘Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin’ Benz is bulletproof nigga 
‘Cuz my motherfuckin’ vest is bulletproof nigga 
‘Cuz my motherfuckin’ hat is bulletproof nigga 
But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin' concussion 
Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha 
  
            
 
HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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