re with us, throw your guns up, what the fuck? Form a philly, cock your shit back and bust Bitches got their shit tight If you're with us throw your guns
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large sums) Yeah, uhuh (Even bitches got their shit tight) Ha ha ha Aight (If you're wit us throw your guns up, what the fuck? Form a philly, cock your
real gutter, y'know SP, I'm the closest thing to poison it is You think you hot, I'ma boil your kid You think you cool, I'ma throw you in the river Wit
Not too many niggas do it like this here Throw guns up in nautica hoods And got inside parties Shots u in there Left wounds severe Thun, tunnel nightd Club fihgts, throwing
pistol to your lips [Junior Reid:] That's that rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom You only got a few days more To get the guns you want
man No uh, I'd really rather you didn't and no we don't have guns hidden We stood there for a while I continue to decline Firm, I didn't lose my mind
hood say Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light My overhand right'll violate your civil rights We get bars, big cars, cigars 12 gauge salute to your
tissues Knock em out _then check em in And stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind The nine shot, punch you in your naval and rip your
, I think we're talkin' 'bout the Oh, shit Hoods like to play macho, ya know Guns goin' bo, people hit the floor Don't have a piece but an arrow and bow Target it firm
Yo but Nori know gat, why 'Cause Nori buck dat Iraq'll make you famous Throwing gang signs like it's sign language Distinguish us from the others Kidnap your
by then the entire glee club had died - no big loss You wouldn't believe what they brought to stop Tear gas, machine guns... even a chopper! "Throw down your
your lips [Junior Reid:] That's that rom pom pom pom we don't want no rom pom pom pom You only got a few days more To get the guns you want at the gun
cages how do you feel dat you will never live to see certain stages and all those books and those pages you never read them so you caught up in your riches and your
your flesh and you muscle tissues Knock em out _then check em in And stand firm hold my nuts waitin on your second wind The nine shot, punch you in your
say Clack the black off a nigga make him see the light My overhand right'll violate your civil rights We get bars, big cars, cigars 12 gauge salute to your
think we're talkin' 'bout the (Oh, shit) Hoods like to play my Joe, ya know Guns goin' "bo!" people hit the floor Don't have a piece but an arrow and bow Target it firm
