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Chorus: Nefarious (4Xs)Catch ya wit yo pants Catch ya wit yo pants down, and maybe while you sleepin`Don`t matter what you saw, death is what you reepin`[Lynch]I remain real like my cousin E-MilPackin steelIt`s the Southside whoridaCan`t fuck wit these othasidasEastside, WestsideThis situation is dirty like chopped up nationSo I stay wit the best sideNigga let`s ride (Fuck that!!)I stay solo like a black catFuck a bad wrapI seen it happen to my cousinI`m like the Dirty DozenWrapped up in buns“He said he was buzzin”But you know he wasn`tCause if life was free I would say fuck moneyYou can douse me in monkey blood Fill my pockets wit drug money and duck from meYou was a fuck homie only wanted the plug niggaCut yo shit off like smud niggaI gotta say fuck niggas and buck niggasAnd wit a passion and keep smashin`Get away before the task bend the cornerOn a mission for rippin niggas up like toilet tissueWit the German issueNow yo family gone have to miss youI`m sicker than racismIt`s everybody killa Hit you wit the fully issue Like PG&E lit youSee me in 3D git youHit em up git rid of Did em up like dirty drawsHe was a jealous mothafuckaAs the story was told 29 years old350 Gs in the bank but nobody knowsI guess it`s just that season I thankWhen niggas be hosFuckin em in the cheap mo mosLeavin em dead in the bath tub wit no clothesRazorbladed GroveChorus [4Xs]:[Cocain]I`mma catch you wit yo pants downSince you was talkin that shit You was hard on the BoulevardNow I`mma buck this clipOn your self I make you shitWhen antagonized if you don`t realizeYou must be the type that like surprise I`ll rise out the hood on chrome skatesPull a top notch bitch and fuck her ass hard on the first dayThrowin it at me wit no debate (none)But I ain`t the one to be trustin emAin`t finna get me for rapePunk bitch tried to hand me a caseUntil I dropped her on her faceBitch!! Take that shit and skateI ride wit these realasThese niggas ain`t neva fakeDope dealas and killasWhateva product could laceOne time I always shakeSee I`m hella fast on that ass get away cleanMost of the time count on the cashHata niggas I bake emPlaya nigga I make em Major figgas my mind is up on Gold diggas I`ll shake emI`m that real nigga that real figgaThat real nigga from the fakeCause real nigga look at a fake nigga And they always tend to shakeCrossed me at one timeAnd I told you I`ll be buckin at your wakeCause when I tell yo ass one time it`s all it takesHow many rhymes i`mma have tell a cat Bitch I ain`t fakeBetta listen to the Money Hungry album shit it`s money to makeAnd when it`s money to be makin`That mean it`s money to be takin`So watch yo back cause I`mma be in all black theivin like Gary PaytonChorus [4Xs]:

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