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Intro:Schyeah!Stick emI said ya best hit the ground and don`t be lateYa crews pay dues with heavy weightsVerse 1:Been brained in the pain since hotter than JulyMy crews do-or-die, insist to ride highClients never fuck us (uhh uhh)like Hammer can`t touch us, automatic workersNo showstop always get in for the realerY`all deadmeat, clock the dollar billaI said "Y`all in?", never stood too talllike Mike outta motherfucker Off The WallMe`s cheese cos the rats got my pockets with holesKeeps bitin on my dick like yo` ass opposeMr Tony got the paper (uh huh), no doubtBeen doin crimes, one time definite in `89Can`t stop it though, y`all gots pounds to pushin the back of the *?Allenue York?*, DucatiGot em fly like birds, OK who got the pick-up?Keep it cool, one-time try to stick upSchyeah!Chorus:Ya best hit the ground and don`t be lateMy crews pay dues with heavy weightsAnd don`t play hero you might get shotCos you ain`t got scrill like the scrill we gotVerse 2:Watch out for the phonetapOne-time tryin ta stick me for the murder wrapAin`t nuttin happeninBest step back, the guns gone clapYa know how we do, the crew come strappedIn a minute, weight pushin `96 SS`sand niggas bailin `round with S`s on their chestsThe problem solver, uhh uhh, chrome revolverExecutor, Billy The Kid the straight shooterGot it locked down cos all the fiends be beggin for the tightMy nigga Muggs got it sold like Chynna WhiteThis ain`t the row, jack, situation`s lookin grimB`s like Tina out on a limbWe`s pimp niggas, we make the paper on the regularGot styles`s but still floss on burnt-out cellularsI`m tellin ya we runs the whole fuckin showAnd you can`t see me go toe-to-toe (BING!)Chorus (x2)Verse 3:I push ya round like Mr Biggs stuffin a fireNo TV screen keeps my access liveGot the Glocks on ready to shake rumps like TeddyKeeps ya distance we be`s the Gs that`s deadlyKeeps the Cristal chilled in my favourite cupGots money to burn, no which way is upI hangs with the playas and rolls with the richesKeeps my grip, don`t trust a bitchYou knows the business, it`s paper, sonGots the cash, freeze a nigga on the runBetter known as Chester who gets the cheesinEverybody lay down when I starts the squeezinFor the money I do`s the evilest thingsKeeps my work goin nicely to the happy fiendsIt don`t stop to the break o` dawnHalf ounce with the chronic, Dom PerrignonChorus (x2)Outro:Schyeah! (Ya best hit the ground)MC Eiht in the house one-two (Ya best hit the ground)My nigga Muggs in the house one-two (Don`t play hero)Can`t fuck with the crew, schyeah!(Heavy weights) Schyeah!`97 in the house, schyeah!Ya best hit the ground and don`t be lateMy crews pay dues with heavy weightsAnd don`t play hero you might get shotCos you ain`t got scrill...Muggs one time

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