the deal go through If not, here's 12 shots, we know how you do Please make yo' killings clean, slugs up in between they eyes, like "True Lies," kill
Catholicism is in prison We been with our religion, where I'm leaving We been a victim, see we ain't just suspect here We leaving proof, that there ain
'm tryin to figure out a way To keep my eyes from poppin out my head Oh they'll remember my ass Twitchin, with my eyes drippin down the glass Shaggy I
black man's Eyes of straight madness Ready to buck you down Upon the ground For all my past teachers Give your souls up If your showed up Dont hold up We
days Got nigga from the old days who kill in cold ways We giving 'em work and now they wanna bring it to the tape Mothafuck your name, mothafuck your reputation We
he would let 'em know Where Jose was keepin' the heavy coke But instead he told Jose 'bout that And we all know Jose 'bout that Next thing we know we
smokin' indo Comin' up fast, rollin' down his window He threw up a sign, I put away my nine Fool, 'cuz I'm color blind Killa Cali, the state where they kill
be seen with you I won't kill the way you do These walls are shaking Right now Be shot, we'll be starting fights So we can all end this all tonight We
that bullshit you talkin' I'm goin' hard in the streets of New York and Just ask Chuck how we ran 'em outta Boston He should have been killed left in
I can't lose its Impossible Plus I got a Chopper 50 Shots bout to be droppin' you I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set then Leave the set
harder you yell, the harder I slap the shit out of you hoes You set it off fa--ot, so now how do you spose- We settle it, hit me in the nose, we'll see
homies with the Thursday routine What's your name, where you goin', where you been, where you from We say the same thing while they just play dumb We don't gang-bang we
see anotha day Y'kno we Hyp-notize, can see it in your eyes This Frayser Boy - no lie Inhalin' dro - so fine Y'kno we toppin' a poun' And still we stompin
been men with arms fightin Lost lives in the Towers and Pentagon, why then? Must it go on, we must stop the killin Tell me why we die, we all God's children
You herbs we merged, we're an alliance We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us? We an outfit, equivalent to Voltron's That boy Crooked
'm tryin to set Precedents the comparison is insulting my intelligence 'cause real Recognize real and real you ain't never been and never will I catch you where you chill, holla at ya where
rubbin me with baby oil We all loyal with big gats, connect like seeds and soil bean with soil Where all my nigga now wigs at? jim hat, where shorty