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(feat. Triple Seis) [Psycho Les] Man you lashed out Cause me and my niggaz throwing rocks at your glass house Put the trash out we coming to crash out Become a norious style pulling mats out Why you playin now I'ma put the flame on you Ju got the canyon, Les the grenade launcher I blaze ghanga like Jamaicans in Kingston And shit on you and leave you stinkin Light a match U don't want it don't want it [Big Ju] I don't love hos who catch me on the Ave with a snub nose Late night ridin a bike watchin for po po At a red light right in plain sight On a summer on the low on the dead night Y'all niggaz don't want it with us And they ain't really shit to discuss All that shit you be spittin, it's us Step to you with the steel out Juju ain't the type of cat you wanna feel out Songtexte[Chorus: Triple Seis] It's all you you can hate if you want (u don't want it) Beatnuts keep blazing the blunts (u don't want it) And beats banging the truck (u don't want it) Gettin money worldwide we provide them up front (u don't want it) All you women in the club we know what you want (u don't want it) [Pyscho Les] Catch you with the cross bow Right through your torso What you said (nuttin) thought so Pass by your crib riding a horse slow Just checkin out the negocio Time to collect from the inner streets belly Nigga wanna come short like Joe Pesci Before I wack em I crack a cold pepsi Click back all leave the space messy [Big Ju] Blowin guns like Jesse Pulled my glock out who wanna test me I feel like the devil just possessed me Burn more weed, I'm moving at hyper speed Always carry two knives with me For y'all niggaz who be trying to hate You fucking fake man You know these are the records you be dyin to make Think you're hot nigga yeah right Hot in the ass fuck around get shot in the ass [Chorus] It's all you you can hate if you want (u don't want it) Beatnuts keep blazing the blunts (u don't want it) And beats banging the truck (u don't want it) Gettin money worldwide we provide them up front (u don't want it) All you women in the club we know what you want (u don't want it) This scene is getting ugly This scene is getting ugly [Triple Seis] Yo it's my turn How many speak what they got Eat at the spot like Pac you could believe it or not In the streets in the drop you know my boys is hot We spit fireballs you heard my click got my thousand yours Hammer quipped we die for the strips defy the law We the squad that do the job and beat the charge A gold T with a old key will beat the job You never know when you're bout to go You never know when you're about to blow Niggaz get locked when the back is slow On my pops we gonna pop the Mo Pop the krizic cock is clicked Til Seis get killed by the apocalypse Ain't no stoppin this We splurgin and mergin Icein up the verse so nice they call me surgeon Fuck what they heard twin We the truth smoke weed on the roof Puff live on the deuce get live off the 1-5-1 proof You never know this ain't a rapper bein phony With the white gold and big boulders and cuban zircony Frontin like you don't know me, homey This scene is getting ugly Yes indeed Triple Seis Yes indeed Juju Yes indeed Aus Songtexte Mania