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[Chorus: Timbo King] If you got drug problems I feel bad for you son I got '99 Hammers' and they all my guns, I hit you I got '99 Hammers' and they all my guns, I hit you If you got drug problems I feel bad for you son I got '99 Hammers' and they all my guns, I hit you '99 Hammers' and they all my guns '99 Hammers' [Timbo King] The Mack I hold will clap your soul The calico will put a big whole in your rose Snub-nosed .38 could smell out my foes We 'Kick in the Door' waving the .44 Rubber grip handle, handle this shit like a pro Marksmen member us killer from the ____ Rifles with scopes on, we see y'all This ain't Laser Park, it really Heaterz AK .47's, you can't beat us Ninety nine niggas with ninety .9's Trigger happy and we yelling out VVI Four pound in your grill 'bout to cook your beef Heavenly armed, shots lift you off your feet Hollow tipped dumb-dumbs will smarten you up Go the pump in the trunk don't let me open it up Want a war? We can shootout 'til the Po-Po come Got '99 Hammers' and they all my guns [Chorus]
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