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What...what...yo...(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz(Take his life) don`t these niggaz know it`s not a game(Nigga take his life) don`t make me put this bullet in your frame(Take his life) all these niggaz wana do is talk(Nigga take his life) fuck around and run into some real niggaz(Take his life) don`t these niggaz know it`s not a game(Nigga take his life) don`t make me put this bullet in your frameWe detroit niggazThe illest breed of niggaz to breatheDetroit niggaz Kill on the streetKill an mcKill on the beatKill on the creepKill in my sleepKill with my peepsKill a niggaHa! kill with my heatGot them not moving their lips like ventriloquistsIssue the hit empty the clip until his ten becomes sixTrampoline you off your feet in the form of flipsFill him with lead got him writing his name with his dickI got niggaz like it`s a walk to school worth my goodsI got niggaz pumping for blood in the heart of your hoodThe fact remains you`re better off praising our nameBeef with us that`d cost about your life in changeFuck that all y`all strange niggaz to meFuck that my niggaz`ll hang niggaz for meYou living or dying? nigga you know I`m gripping the ironFor the drama your man is a bitch and I`m itching to try himChorus x 2I promise to live on the side of the tracksWhere witnesses is frequently trading shoes for ? tagsWe want war so we coming to get it in bloodAnd we ain`t leaving without something to put in the mudPleading for your life with more one-liners than rhyme fightsBackfire on niggaz who don`t handle their mind rightShine bright and we straight thug niggaz with problemsJust making it known long as we got them then y`all got themGot it listen that`s your brain talking to youYou did what i said you`d do look what I led you toI`m above your hood so i can dead you tooYou living in the belly of the beast that I fed you toI know it`s cold go to the light they calling for youBe a man set an example what a baller would doHim and all his crew can fall in toThe wrath of the 17 shot exposure I told you!Chorus x 2Size you up six feet couple inchesSneak attack a cat who naps with slow sensesRed dot gun cocked picture me missingAim precise steady hand and start spittingI`m hard hitting and ready to disregard livingI call life hell I call bars prisonYou all off rhythm trying to ball wit` himWorse off, trying to brawl wit` him all fall victimSlow down guy before your brakes fall offAnd you crash into something that ain`t that softYou ain`t that raw gun in your face what`s up now?Pleading to make it right you need to say goodnightChorus to fade...Royce 5`9? wise guyWhat nigga

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