[Intro]
[Gang fight]
Mmmhmm
They knew I had...
They knew I had that heat huh
My shit is right by me
Hand me that motherfuckin blunt
This motherfucka, I gotta dry this bitch first
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Paranoia!
[Dissin?] my body with flames, [coat this ice?]
Homie, ya better be ready for war when walkin down the street at night n'
Ready with hand on the gauge
For niggas that run up or wanna get diesel
Run up on me, there is no sequel
Motherfucker, the bullet will meet you
To bury your body in river for niggas that run up and [got that?]
Stop that!
Homie, because we all know where you been shot at
This nigga wanna get down?
Heck, my niggas wanna get down too!
Run up on us and kick up dust
Watchin how fast we [clowned?] you
[?] a 40 ounce bottle [while feelin?] that ganja
Lucifer turn on my demons to make me do everything, even if choppin off nostrils
I walk in the do'
Look for the money, for penny, then hurry and sell
You niggas, ya better be ready [and lose the first penny?] just because of the smell
Nigga be walkin through Hell
Head for this murder and keepin the death
Put one in ya [nut?] when I'm bussin my tech, [filled off?] with the tech and get off of the set
This ain't the right flow...
For niggas that really don't wanna be bussin
Step over homie, we feel that we differ, we on a mission, nigga no discussion
[Gang fight]
Mmmhmm
They knew I had...
They knew I had that heat huh
My shit is right by me
Hand me that motherfuckin blunt
This motherfucka, I gotta dry this bitch first
[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Paranoia!
[Dissin?] my body with flames, [coat this ice?]
Homie, ya better be ready for war when walkin down the street at night n'
Ready with hand on the gauge
For niggas that run up or wanna get diesel
Run up on me, there is no sequel
Motherfucker, the bullet will meet you
To bury your body in river for niggas that run up and [got that?]
Stop that!
Homie, because we all know where you been shot at
This nigga wanna get down?
Heck, my niggas wanna get down too!
Run up on us and kick up dust
Watchin how fast we [clowned?] you
[?] a 40 ounce bottle [while feelin?] that ganja
Lucifer turn on my demons to make me do everything, even if choppin off nostrils
I walk in the do'
Look for the money, for penny, then hurry and sell
You niggas, ya better be ready [and lose the first penny?] just because of the smell
Nigga be walkin through Hell
Head for this murder and keepin the death
Put one in ya [nut?] when I'm bussin my tech, [filled off?] with the tech and get off of the set
This ain't the right flow...
For niggas that really don't wanna be bussin
Step over homie, we feel that we differ, we on a mission, nigga no discussion
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