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you better pray to god n praise the lord
all h-ll break loose when p raise the four
if i’m thinkin bout harmin u
m-th-f-cka ima squeeze at ya head til i knock out the orange juice
to tell the truth i’m expecting to die
n like all i can see is death in my eye
understand that i’m violent pr-ne
come strapped with the nine n the knife n go wild alone
ima grown -ss man with a child at home
gotta case right now
so u can get shot in ya face right now
with a ape like style
d block n-gg- i know it’s a drought so if u need to cop work i got weight right now
sorta like the way of the gun
ya man looking at me crazy cuz i’m talkin bout laying his son
so here’s what i offer you n-gg-s
to shoot out ya eyes so u don’t gotta watch while i torture ya n-gg-s
i started off a armed robber
hustle hard n rose from a soldier all the way to the godfather
n-gg-s wanna talk about the group split up
still drunk still high still shoot sh-t up
hit u in ya big head with the .38 cal sheek laughing yelling duke get up
kiss said he finished off brains is gone
so i’m goin in the pockets n the chains is gone
tryna get more money cuz d block n-gg-s need guns with the lasers on em
to my n-gg-s in the bing with the razors on em
if a n-gg- try to front cut him four to five times
this is holiday n i rep organized crime
stop talking bout the throne leave it alone
cuz if p comin for it like all of y’all dyin
then it’s back to coat weather
so i’m two guns up with big bullets thata leave a n-gg- throat severed

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