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Ain't no block too hotMe and my niggas bout to open up shopHot boy nigga grab the glockSo me and my niggas we can sell our rocksAin't no block too hotMe and my niggas bout to open up shopHot boy nigga grab the glockSo me and my niggas we can sell our rocksMaster p:Every bag of that rawWe hustle in the parkFrom dusk to dawn niggaFrom dawn to darkNow if you tweakin, boyYou better be creepinBut if you beefin, niggaYou bout to be sleepinMe and my dogsWe don't fuck with you catsGo to the penDon't fuck with no ratsSee this shit is realI sleep with one eye openSee in the ghettoNiggas gotta be pistol totinA thousand fuckin' gramsThat's what I'm workin' withCome short on the dYou know what you twerkin' witIt's murder187I represent the third wardWe tote mac 11'sIf I die, write my name in the skyMy niggas bust yo' assYall gon' know why (baby)Chorus:Roll roll roll ya doughUp and down the streetOn the first and fifteenth you don't have my moneyMe and my boys we gon' bring that heat (ya heard me)(repeat)Krazy:It's a problemI ain't get my hands dirty wit ya? ? ? gon' come get yaChopper split yaA young soldierPlottin' to rule the world with richesAsk p to use this hummer so I can fuck some bitchesRun the block all weekTrying to dodge the copsNiggas prayin' on my death before my album dropsMy niggas wearin wiresFeds tappin' my phoneSend a check toIrsSo they
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can leave me aloneTold my dog believe you we can rule the worldHe didn't listenHe'd rather stuff his nose with furlThey found him dead in the projectBrains on the groundWhen you a fiendThat's the way the game go downChorusMystikal:I'm from the ? chopper too!Come fuckin' around wit me ain't no tellin' what i'ma do!Put my foot so far up yo' ass I'd probably lose my shoe!That nigga chokin!Motherfucker coughin' up bloodWell fuck the ? ? ? ? ? You don't want that drama to come to you!Yo' mama to come do you!Cuz hot iron will run ya through ya!You and yo' dudes don't be around cuz you'll catch a contactIf you ain't got beef wit a niggaDon't be 'round beefYou won't be on yo' backSilkk:Oh it ain't my faultWe'll dead these niggasCan't move we infrared these niggasWe'll do these niggasBlack proof these niggasClose casket these boysBlack suit these niggasWe'll blast these niggasWalk past these niggasAnd ride on these bustasJust keep mashin these niggasAnd after we do itWe'll toss the tecAnd ghettoPlus I know not else but to fuckin' floss the setYou ain't gotta ask who's hotWho's on topI gotta question to ask y'all forealTru or notIf I got two gunsI'm sure one gon' bustIf I got two niggas wildin' outWhen I bust, one gon' duckThe one that's wildin' the mostThat's the one i'ma bustHe still trippin' after thatI'ma give him two cuz he don't think one was enoughChorus

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