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[Intro: INF-Black]Gangster this and gangster thatHalf of ya`ll ain`t gangstas, so hold that *gun shot* Blaow![U-God]I got a deathwish, my playlist is wrecklessAlmost famous but the natives gettin` restlessLeave `em breathless, guess who popped upWith pile out, hear you talkin` like Wu`s washed upSquash what, I got balls and guts, more deluxeThe magnetic flux, in the all black tux`And my back`s all hushed, lead showers for you muttsI devour the cuts with a power packed punchAnd cowards I hunt, when I ride with my gunI`m like a spoke on the wheel that glides on the drumThrough the, smoke I reveal, I`m the rising sunThat go through your shield, is he really that Hill?Let the streets decide, with nerves of steelLet the beats collide, with the death-defyin` skillAnd beneath the sky, lurkin` network of strangersThat insert the danger with a touch of a finger[Chorus: Letha Face (INF-Black)]Oh no... watch... out... here... they... come(Gangster this and gangster thatHalf of ya`ll ain`t gangstas, so hold that *gun shot* Blaow!Stand up... with... my... real... nig... gas(Gangster this and gangster thatHalf of ya`ll ain`t gangstas, so hold that *gun shot* Blaow!)[INF-Black]Yo, aiyo, I`m speakin` for myself, my feets on stealthFuck thirty deep, I`m in your hood for delfBlowin` trees with your main squeeze countin` my shellsAs I feed the clips to the T, handle it wellNever been the one to front, son, my history`s swellTell you how it`s gon` be, what it was and what it isCatch you in your sleep, thug, now your memory livesThe streets get the buzz, no love, them same thugs snitch, bitchLearned you was livewire, mafia lieYou get wired, by real gangstas and big buyersMessin` with fire, you ought to leave townSon, there`s rules to this game, and these lames wanna be downBringin` all clothes, most fold when it go down4-5 pounds out the gate, nigga, slow downI recognize real, and it ain`t how you soundIt`s the shit that you feel when I`m bustin` the pound[Chorus][Hook: INF-Black]Niggaz keep talkin`, better keep walkin`Walk the block frontin`, you ain`t sayin` nothin`You ain`t poppin` nothin`, you ain`t cuttin` nottin`Son, stop stuntin`, before I start dumpin`[Letha Face]I apply your bones to the grindstone, to roam on the block with the chromeSon I smack you out your rhinestones, holmesI zone where the average man is not permitted to standUnless you got that thang, in your handsScreamin` fans wanna touch me, groupies wanna fuck meAnd crabs that don`t wanna see me make it, try to bust meTrust me, I got my shit on cockSo now I`m ready to rock you on the spot and put you in a human ZiplocWith the clip in his lock, and my hand over my heartI swear to be my brother`s keeper, til death do us partThe truest darts spoken in broken language, got you soakin` wetLike a bottle of Dutch juice, with the mint leavesNigga please, the trigger squeeze in every directionBlood is similar to viral effects, enter your sectionAnd my posession is a deadly weaponThis pen that I use, to bang a hole in your neck, nigga, you suspect[Chorus]

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