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[Willie D] Nigga fuck, you! I put a hole in yo' head big enough to drive a truck through Buck you gon' see some red shit Cause I'mma "whoops upside yo' head," bitch! Hungry for war, heart palpitate, I salivate I want you cocksuckin bitches to retaliate We don't gives a fuck bout what you tryin to stress I'll have them folks cuttin a motherfuckin Y in yo' chest [Bushwick Bill] I'm dyin to wet, any cocksucker, that fuck with Chuck Cause you know I'm gonna chuckle when I fuck him up I'mma act a fool, if anybody clowns I'm in and out of jail like my homey Bobby Brown Homey I'm down, just call your nigga Chuck I'll help you roll around, and shoot these bitches up Then it's back to the cut for some drinkin and pissin 'Face tell these niggas how we livin (the unforgiven) [Scarface] How many times do a nigga gotta ride On you stupid motherfuckers 'fore you realize I don't give a fuck about nuttin (nuttin) guns cocked bustin (bustin) Whole click shot up, mob style, wasn't Concerned about questions cause I ain't got answers Nigga we don't talk to police, fuck Chandler This shit scandalous, these hoes want us Cause we supply this shit to yo' hood on each corner They came back on 'em, y'all can't stop us Tried to set me up wit yo' system but can't pop 'em And that's my problem, you see a nigga outted For juicin confidential informers, I squeeze it out him I take my sawed off, aim it at your Dodge bitch And murder everybody that bastard was in the car with I'm tired of bein misprinted, misspelled, misquoted Fuck the magazine and the punk or the bitch who wrote it [Hook: repeat 2X] What? What? What? What? Nigga it's the law - nigga I don't give a fuck fool What? What? What? What? This is for my dawgs, I'mma light this motherfucker up [Willie D] I hit the block with that calico, bustin at yo' back ho I'mma spit, you gon' shit, I'm the man, you the bitch Nigga matters when and where you scheduled to fight Fuck with Willie D I'll bust yo' fuckin head to the white [Bushwick Bill] Cops ain't about shit Want us to walk the straight and narrow when they crooked like dicks They steal and they lie, they snort up their nose They drink and they drive and they beat up on their hoes So what you got the fingerprints, I left 'em on purpose I don't care about the guns and the german shepards Spray pepper in my face, I'mma shoot you trick It's Geto Boys, we don't play that shit in Houston bitch [Hook] - 1/2 [Willie D] This is for my niggas up in Texas, New York, Florida Killa Cali, Indiana, Illinois, Georgia Tennessee, Mississippi, Baltimo', D.C Louisiana, Alabama, Kentucky and C-T Arkansas, Kansas, Carolinas, Jersey Michigan, Oklahoma, Seattle, Tacoma The niggas gettin harassed by the laws in Mexico Missouri, Arizona, Virginia, and Ohio Pennsylvania, Massachusetts, Colorado, fuck excuses Nevada, Idaho, Bill O'Reilly you da ho Fuck what you said I'm bout my bread Fuck what you said I'm bout my bread I do this shit until I'm dead I do this shit until I'm dead [Hook]
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