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1:

Never duck another mother fucker it
duck another mother fucker
Nigga delete it
put the cerebellum in mode
For real a foe can get
with a gorilla know
Killa fillin'
yo biblical ritual the to get rid
Of yo pain hearing pitiful game,
this is political
in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a aim
Nigga for a spot to bust
Cause the that you killed meant a lot to us
instead I'm lookin for a cock to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you it cause lockin' up
get ride on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're really gonna need it hella
Mother let the glock erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to with another milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
when I said it you that?
(Hell mother yeah)
you don't wanna get in
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' a enemy bust
We ever stop and take a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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They come bets to fight every
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray guns might result in you some
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2:

Never let a mother fucker
see ya
Bleed the chest no need
A fun day caper a Sunday
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he or penetrate
The of love
a nigga made if you to me
You never benefit
Nigga if I start it Imma it
Run up on a mother
while he fuckin' a
Put a bullet in her while she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga that's the luck of the
Bring pain 2 everyone in your face with the
You some its mother fuckin' shame
we guns
If you don't you're insane or very
Teccanina's too (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you scarred (you scarred)
cause a nigga
A mother fuckin' round spit
Fuckin' around with the clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it we can step into
Put us up against some mother
and we runnin' it
Fuck a nigga a nigga
if he think he's a
Meant I when I said it you remember
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if you're lookin' like a enemy,
We don't ever and take a minute
we jus,

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Hey son what the fuck are you duckin'
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They come to fight every fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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guns might result in you bussin' some
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3:

Get by the Tech 9 handgun
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked done
Fuckin' wit a crazy warlord
Punks wanna trip but know
I'm too fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a bomb
Fuckin' me you think you were in Vietnam
I explode aint nuttin left
but remains for who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga
Mentally minded mad fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' like quick sand
droppin' and
Any that bucks up bring a body bag
If you get fucked up
There it is you bitch made
nigga runnin'
I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve
Really don't many suckas die
When the gun scatter
From block 2 block, 2 hood
2 street boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya your little ass got lit
I don't be the one
to get a meter in the gut
I be the one to hit'em with another milli
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And And I meant it
when I said it you remember
(Hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and take a
we just

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might in you bussin' some
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