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Damn man, I see all them mothafuckin police, dogg. Mothafuckaz
comin down here, dogg, fa real.
They only way down this
mothafucka, now I'm gon' serve them mothafuckaz. It's on like ah
mothafucka, dogg, I'm tellin ya. It
ain't down. They gettin
tha...Comin on dogg, they gettin tha....shit! Pull tha shit. Damn.
Here dey come, dogg, here dey
come
Krayzie
It's gon' be that, you know? Hell yeah, gimme that mothafucka, man
(let's get ready for these
mothafuckaz). These bitches and
niggaz, shit. Let's take they mothafuckin head off, right here,
though, it's on. Aight, nigga i'm tryin to
load this mothafucka.
Damn, nigga, it's comin off. It's on. It's on. What's up? What's
up, mothafucka (you mothafucka,
fuck you, get up)
Chorus
(gimme some back up) (this way, that way) We no surrender, we no
pretender, we bang bang (8x)
Jhaz (from II Tru)
Get right surrenda, no pretenda, II Tru, my crew come thick. Family
behind us, you don't wanna see
this Mo Thug clique, too
swift to be faded, just hated by them foes, throw blows, bow down,
hoes, Mo Thug ghetto this life
crawls, I'm too cold. Neva
catch me slippin, mothafucka set up. II Tru to my dyin day, rollin
wit A.J. , Mo Thug love, nigga
what. You got yo blue suit, yo got yo nine, but if you pop one
time, my true's comin back up tight
and I'm ah end minds eye. Nothin, but, one ah tha best
females, pumpin in yo hear, fillin tha air, wit nothin but potent
ass bust males
Tombstone (from Graveyard Shift)
We strap wit Bone and ah dick, on tha what's of tha rank, strapped
wit ah 38 and tech hey man,
how we love them techs, ain't gotta dump 'em. But when we find tha
mothafuckin snitch, lynch him,
head straight foe tha ditch, victim, see we gotta snake tha snitch,
goin to tha cut so we can brake ah
bitch. How you wanna tha nigga red on his blue suit, fryed when he
die, let's show tha nigga he could
neva ride or fuck wit tha soldiaz, they glide, on tha Clair side
runnin wit guages, flippin ya pages,
fuck tha cages, should ah known not to fuck wit tha thugs them
militant. Hell yeah, we chill, but we ill
to tha sense of livin. Still can't help tha way we roll, in tha
land so cold, everybody singin tha devil
song along tha road
Boogie Nikke (from Poetic Hustlaz)
I'm takin tha lives of all them seargents, luitenants, we pin this.
How far, while you runnin to go, when
you test us, we test nuts,
boy. Betta part tha sea and pin tha scriptures, we're breathin.
Gotta get'em where it hurt, gotta get
their kids first, I'm ah sell
then beat tha envy in me. I'm wantin yo soul to burn in hell and
dwell until tha past they beat you
there. Yo family was sold to
follow, as I complete my into, on yo people. God bless tha chilren
though, it was business neva
personal, betta pray to tha
Lord foe yo soul on tha way through tha tunnel of tha light, can
you see me, see me
Krayzie
Boy you betta me, tru people, fiendin, feelin when they cough and
top drop, their box lock shot.
Toss'em in tha back ah tha
hearse, and I wish I could watch tha cops' crooked body rottin.
Thugs, wit all them time (time).
Take over tha world, collect
tha mind, all tha nigga boys and girls and pearls to anotha
dimension, but it really is just us, fuck tha
system. It's ya, feel'em and
ah, cuz I ain't got time, to be fuckin wit street week leak in
mine. And always cool to be thuggin on
99, my parlay be bustin tha niggaz that's on tha ground. Niggaz try
to creep up on ah come up, but I
betcha nigga come my way, you sprayed, you knew he was real, we
really do smoke blunts, we do
all tha old stuff, fuck cops a whole bunch. So they wanna die, so
we fiend to kill'em at tha cut, we
chop him up wit tha m-11, I feel tha pain, we get de guage you g
be, fuckin soldia, niggaz is sho', we
got tha real shit foe ya. Neva respect'em ready to blow'em out tha
town now, come one yall, we
take a pow pow dey guaged, dey guaged, we spray, dey lay dey lay,
what a wonderful day. But get
up, buck, we fuck'em on up, when they pull ya to tha side and they
try to put tha cuffs on. That's ah
perfect time to get it, pump, then you reach up in tha glove foe ya
'posed and get ya bust on. Let'em
feel tha round or hear tha sound of tha 12 guage eruption,
destruction we made. Now tha playa gets
do, and we got yo pay, yo pay
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