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As I walk through the valley of death...I shall fear no evil |
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now do you really think I'ma let ya'll murk me(g-g-g-g-g) |
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tell me why these niggaz is tryin' to hurt me (g-g-g-g-g) |
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lord please forgive, I'll have no mercy (g-g-g-g-g-g-unit) |
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when I catch them, they ass is done, lord forgive me |
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do you really think I'ma let ya'll murk me(g-g-g-g-g) |
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tell me why these niggaz is tryin' to hurt me (g-g-g-g-g-g-unit) |
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lord please forgive, I'll have no mercy |
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when I catch them, (g-unit)they ass is done |
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lord forgive me for my sins, cause her I come (50 sent me that's who) |
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y'all really think y'all gonna murk me, (haha) cause here I come |
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y'all need a fucking army to murk me (we'll stand over you niggaz) |
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and I ain't stopping nigga- ain't no mercy |
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(Cuban Link) |
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Yo, ain't no mercy, in the hood |
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cats is thirsty, in the hood |
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for the bread, niggaz spread lead like herpes, in the hood |
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mama birthed me, in the hood |
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papa turned me to a hood |
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did my share of dirt, put in the work, I'm worthy of the hood |
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nothin's blurty, in the hood |
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do you dirty in the hood |
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got the crooked cops, a lots of little birdies, in the hood |
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you'll get buried, in the hood |
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bright and early, in the hood |
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thugs will put a 30-30 slug firmly, in ya hood, what's good? |
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We could hood it down, and make it happen |
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before I made it rappin', I was more dedicated to aggravated scrappin' |
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the chin tappin', that crackin' your jaw pimp slappin' |
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I been baggin' the bad broads, I been mackin' |
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I been packin' the mack 10s, I been clappin' |
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before the twins crashed in Manhattan, I bin laden |
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so quit the actin' before I capture ya life |
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you'll catch a lashin', through your ass like the Passion of Christ, nigga |
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(Chorus) |
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lama on ya, so I'm down to ride (to ride) |
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I ain't the type to let the drama slide (drama slide) |
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bring your armor when you come outside (come outside) |
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cause I won't show no mercy (I want show no mercy) |
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y'all gonna make me catch a homicide (homicide) |
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pop the lama, leave you dramatized (dramatized) |
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y'all don't wanna see ya mama cry (mama cry), (Cuban Link) |
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cause I won't show no mercy (no mercy) |
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(The Game) |
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Nigga I'm made |
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call the Brooklyn zoo, let 'em know the gorillas out his cage |
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one hand on the holy Koran, one hand on the gage |
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call fifty, tell 'em send the brigade |
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whenever my pin out, homie I'm a grenade |
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I'm from Compton, where niggaz don't die of old age |
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when you see son out, better put on shades |
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cause I shine like Easy and Pun in they last days |
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see the problem is- niggaz gettin' old |
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I'm startin' a new chapter, and we ain't on the same page |
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I stole the crown, I'm a damn good crook |
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you ain't gotta go to Ryker's to get ya manhood took |
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they don't like me- fuck 'em |
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you don't want me to be the reason niggaz climbin' 'em fences at the rutger |
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don't get it twisted- I love NY |
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no mercy- that's right, he got blood in his eye, bitch |
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(Chorus) |
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lama on ya, so I'm down to ride (to ride) |
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I ain't the type to let the drama slide (drama slide) |
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bring your armor when you come outside (come outside) |
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cause I won't show no mercy (I want show no mercy) |
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y'all gonna make me catch a homicide (homicide) |
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pop the lama, leave you dramatized (dramatized) |
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y'all don't wanna see ya mama cry (mama cry), (Cuban Link) |
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cause I won't show no mercy (no mercy) |
