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1:

Never duck another fucker repeat it
Never duck mother fucker
better delete it
put the in killa mode
For a foe can never get
with a gorilla know
syllable fillin'
yo ritual the shit to get rid
Of yo pain hearing your game,
this is political
in the pit of yo brain let it rain
with a aim
lookin' for a spot to bust
Cause the homie that you meant a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a to fuck
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it lockin' up
get ride on nigga is you rock or what?
of luck,
you're gonna need it hella heated
fucker let the glock erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another
cut up In the I'm a little sick
And different And I it
when I said it you remember
(Hell mother yeah)
you wanna get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we

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Hey son what the fuck are you from?
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They come bets to every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray might result in you bussin' some
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2:

Never let a hatin' mother
see ya
Bleed the no need regret
A fun day a Sunday paper
So I can read the I can dig it you can dig it
Put a nigga in the grave if he or penetrate
The of love
a made if you steppin to me
You will benefit
Nigga if I it Imma finish it
Run up on a fucka
while he a chick
Put a in her head while she suckin' the dick
a bit of evidence baby it's irrelevant
You got it with yo nigga the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 in your face with the bane
You some its mother fuckin' shame
we carry
If you you're insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you (you scarred)
cause a nigga
A mother fuckin' round spit
Fuckin' around with the killa and shit.
If you really wanna do it we can step into
Put us up against mother fuckers
and we thru it
Fuck a buck a nigga
if he think a gorilla
Meant I when I said it you that
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You don't get in trouble
With a like the Teccanina
if you're lookin' a enemy, bust
We don't ever and take a minute
we jus,

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

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

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