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It's an hot summer day in the LBC |
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It's me the H-E-L-D-A-N to the Z |
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Straight flipping the script on the strip |
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So come equip with your nine and your extra clip |
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So every single day in my hood it's on |
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Now how would you feel with neenter to your dome, you gone |
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For fucking with them bg's, fucking with the small guys |
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Now you got black eyes and your punk ass realize |
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That you can't fuck with us little niggas no more |
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We going looney, crazy, loco, and year nine fezzo |
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And yo, how would you feel if your cap got peeled |
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By an looney b.g and hard is steel, so chill |
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For an second while I wrecked on this track |
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And um, you don't want to see me when I flip |
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So don't be fucking with little niggas, we aint to be fucked with |
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[Chorus x4: Lil 1/2 Dead] |
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That's what you get |
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That's what you get |
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[Verse 2] |
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Now just the other day a fool tried to trip |
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He ran up in my face, so banked him in his lip |
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I had to show him that I was small, but I was an hog |
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He ran up in my face again, I broke his fucking jaw yall |
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He hit the mother fucking ground |
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And the whole pound gather all around and put the mother fucking stomp down |
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How do you feel punk nigga |
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Im standing over you with my finger on the trigga |
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Figure that you crazy you jump up and get smoke like an joint |
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And half dead will straight prove his point |
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To an nigga, a bitch, or an snitch, leave an mother fucking stitch |
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In the bottom of an ditch, if he switch |
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Up on an nigga from the L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H |
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I make you in the gate, while my skills elevate |
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And when you hit it, you better hit quick |
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And don't be fucking with us little niggas, we aint to be fucked with |
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[Chorus x4: Lil 1/2] |
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[Lil 1/2 Dead] |
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This song goes out the to all you big niggas |
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And trying to punk us little niggas |
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We aint going out like that no more |
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This is nine fezzo you know big baby |
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[Verse 3] |
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Well the eastside of LBC takes no slake |
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If you fuck with an nigga you will get put on your back |
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So I advise you to ride eyes wide |
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When you creeping, crawling, to the motha fucking Eastside |
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If an nigga catch you slipping, he will have your hand |
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So listen up close to this nigga half dead |
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And i'm telling you this from experience |
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Now in 1994' all these big niggas is fearing us |
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Looney ass nigga from the LBC |
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Now these days none of you niggas can't fuck with me, see |
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And if you really wanted to trip |
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I would leave seven-teen stitches in your upper lip |
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To let you know that I got it going on |
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Cause I can kick this funky shit like all night long |
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And when I do it, I do it quick |
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And don't fuck with us little niggas, we aint to be fucked with |
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[Chorus x4: Lil 1/2 Dead] |
