[Verse 1: Mysonne]
Y'all ain't killers, y'all stand up comics
[?] I caught [?] to make you vomit
Fuck around, get robbed on the red carpet
Have you on your knees like you eslomic in your garmets
All I want is the jewels, nigga keep your wallets
Killers move in silance
Catch you out of bounds, nock you off balance
Ya'll niggas is clowns, my part of town freek killers
Your part of town, freak snitches
Bitch ass niggas
Everybody tryna get rich fast, nigga
Everybody gotta rat
And every hood rat chick I knew took they income tax check and got a [?]
I ain't mad at ya, you heard 2pac
I like the way them curves looking, plus the boob job
Look up to you god, when times get rough
And I fucks with Kay Slay, cause he ride with Gruff
Line them up, knock them all down like bolling pins
I ain't gotta say too much, you already know it's him
[?]
They reppin, whole Harlem down without a question
[Verse 2: McGruff]
The game different, you lames with it
Way these niggas dress, you can't tell me they ain't women
I ain't with it
I'm in a whole different lane
Get respect cause I came into the game
[?] give a nigga nothing
Grind and I earned my [?]
Game was [?] been mines the first time
Life teaches lessons, nigga and I learned mine
[?] worst time
Can I get an eh men, like it's church time
[?] Google the search mines
[?]
I prefer peace, but if you shoot at me, it's war
Don't believe in the law
I believe that the lord put a nigga here to fight till he ain't breathing no more
More blacks die [?]
We gon kkeep shooting [?] till we start shooting them back
Motherfucker
Y'all ain't killers, y'all stand up comics
[?] I caught [?] to make you vomit
Fuck around, get robbed on the red carpet
Have you on your knees like you eslomic in your garmets
All I want is the jewels, nigga keep your wallets
Killers move in silance
Catch you out of bounds, nock you off balance
Ya'll niggas is clowns, my part of town freek killers
Your part of town, freak snitches
Bitch ass niggas
Everybody tryna get rich fast, nigga
Everybody gotta rat
And every hood rat chick I knew took they income tax check and got a [?]
I ain't mad at ya, you heard 2pac
I like the way them curves looking, plus the boob job
Look up to you god, when times get rough
And I fucks with Kay Slay, cause he ride with Gruff
Line them up, knock them all down like bolling pins
I ain't gotta say too much, you already know it's him
[?]
They reppin, whole Harlem down without a question
[Verse 2: McGruff]
The game different, you lames with it
Way these niggas dress, you can't tell me they ain't women
I ain't with it
I'm in a whole different lane
Get respect cause I came into the game
[?] give a nigga nothing
Grind and I earned my [?]
Game was [?] been mines the first time
Life teaches lessons, nigga and I learned mine
[?] worst time
Can I get an eh men, like it's church time
[?] Google the search mines
[?]
I prefer peace, but if you shoot at me, it's war
Don't believe in the law
I believe that the lord put a nigga here to fight till he ain't breathing no more
More blacks die [?]
We gon kkeep shooting [?] till we start shooting them back
Motherfucker
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