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[chorus] {:13}run up in your crib, where you live, let you dieput you one in the bed home-vadeduct tape your whole body to you ankles to your wriststo your mouth so you can't say shit{repeat}then they want to get cut with the glassfuck around a nigga have to hide they assnever want to mess around like thatfuck around a nigga have to hide they assthen they want to get cut with the glassfuck around a nigga have to hide they assshit themselves get pimped with the glassfuck around a nigga have to hide they ass[verse one] {:40}well mack you know when the jackthe jack be rippin the scrapsstep aside while i spit at these catsthe rippity raps, never been a thing to mesee the fame that it bring to mebe the nigga with the grains on the napkinlimpin in the land with the hand on the techchillin with my niggas with the hand on mowettraw dawg, up in the spotwith two fings and we fill 'em with rocksSongtextestill in the spot, a hatter want to testintroducing the glocksgettin close to the two when we popthe moodier dropsscreamin with shots, blood oozie and dropsgot in the fuckin lou of the spotyou know how we playgettin head on the freewayclosin deals on the three-wayhow many niggas you know, could get dough and pimp a hoebut never give a fuck what a freak saybitch come on![chorus] (repeat) {1:08}[verse two] {1:35}i'm the same motherfucker that played with ityeah i admit it, i did it, i split 'emif i gotta do it again then i kill 'emsame dealin straight killin cap pealinfor those illin i'd amaze ya and do dealinnow who realin suicide for the true-izmi got two thug niggas with two dealinsand two more choppers in the house chillinand if you feelin that you really can fade thisi got a room of guns, bigger like the matrixit ain't no fake shit nigga in the basementstraight formulatin, all the world's hatinnobody go through to do what ya nigga donow ya gotta pay ya due, listen to another fooli run with all ya crew baby gotta kill 'em tooit ain't no mercy when ya fuckin with a nigga juicethat go for you and you and niggas that don't know toocome bigger things, if i need to rip youya betta hope that day don't hit you'cause ya wife goan be bit fuckin wit a nigga shittryin ta hide all day when i catch you that's itand it won't be long till i get to ya bitchnow ya think I'm wrong, 'cause i kick now da bitchman you knew you was wrong, when ya take a nigga shit[chorus] (repeat) {2:16}[verse three] {2:43}what it is another full sized identity?you mean to tell me the end a be killin' me?you mean to tell me somebody want to finish me?you got the tendency missin and want to envy meme 'na been coughin' shit get foulfucked around the k's got me shot in a whileniggas don't want they bodies chopped like steakcut with the k ya betta move out the wayand when the k's get to cut cut cuttin all of a suddenit feel like the president done pushed the buttonniggas want to got to war?where ya gats at?nigga where ya sacks at?niggas back back, raise a nigga up thatclack clack, and i want to finish some set, skat skatand y'all don't want none of that, at atno y'all don't want none of that, at atima as much done safe this yearone more time, 99 ain't herewhat the kid really come wit?comin with the dumb shit ima bring out over herei got one to drop them big gunsand 'a duct tape for your mouth and waistwrap ya whole body ain't nothin you can sayput you in a glad bag, throw your ass awayniggas got nuts they be keep 'em in linesmile in my face, steady backin' my rhymei tear your head up, on ser'ous but minehow you fittin' cryin you remind the timeit look like a nigga got cut with glassfuck around a nigga have to hide your assrun up in your crib bare face no maskfuck around a nigga have to hide that ass![chorus] (repeat) {3:37} Aus Songtexte Mania