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We heard the word now, we know just what you're thinkin' |
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You want us dead now, you wanna see us sinking |
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We have no choice now, this is the game you've chosen |
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My clique is killa, just like the dank I'm smoking |
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It's time for action, time for retaliation |
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You ain't a real G, been watching too much Jason |
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Ball my fists around clips |
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May you sleep in peace with the fish |
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You's a hoe and in the pen you be a bitch |
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Using red M 'n' M's for lipstick |
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They want to go to bloody war |
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Are you sure you want to take me to war? |
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They want to go to bloody war |
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Are you sure you want to take me to war? |
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I got my G's, I got my team |
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Put me down for murder in first degree |
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My clip is full but that'll change |
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Heard you got your vest on but I want brains |
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It's lonely days and lonely nights |
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'Cause I need my revenge right by my side |
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My gun is hot, my heart is cold |
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Everyone around me has killed before |
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They want to go to bloody war |
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Are you sure you want to take me to war? |
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I snatch your bitch then snatch your life |
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And keep your fingers for braggin' rights |
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Next week you'll be washin' my troca |
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'Cause your ass ain't shit but a panocha |
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You got a choice, die or be miserable |
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Dope house, home of the invisible |
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I warned y'all to stay of my genitals |
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Now I gotta turn you fruits into vegetables |
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Having nightmares, homie, you ain't dead yet |
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Waking up with your motherfucking bed wet |
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I have fun with fucking punks like you |
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Tell his momma not to worry, he'll be dead by two |
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His head impounded, they never found it |
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He in the dirt, you can say he got grounded |
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I'm a shouter, livin' how I tell it |
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And if you see him tell him I said it |
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They want to go to bloody war |
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Are you sure you want to take me to war? |
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They want to go to bloody war |
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Are you sure you want to take me to war? |
