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Verse One: {Lil` Ya}It`s that nigga of the block call me the hood macDown to make some snaps so what`s the haps?Do I need the strap? Will somebody give me a extra clip?Cuz I`m a need it if these niggas try to tripThey might even try some of that funny shitIf they do, they fuckin` wig I`m a splitI`m a get my point across cuz I`m the bossWalkin` with my mossed bird, double barrel sawed off pumpWith some soldiers behind me called the Black ConnectionBet you bottom dollar we be tighter then some bird flyYou bests to run if you gun is on safetyBe handy with the steel if you ever try to face meNigga don`t you miss because if you do I`m a retaliateAnd before ya shut yo head and fuckin` face Don`t get mad because yo tot your `K` from the cityLil` Ya fa`sho just call me the Frank NittyTakin` no pity leavin` yo city destroyedBustin` down yo door to take your coke and all yo boyThen I leave the scenery my pockets full of greeneryBlood on my back and no more bullets in my macWatch yo back niggaChorus: {Tec-9/Yella Boy/Lil` Ya}Parley is cool and okBut I rather chill and hussleI break it to them easy fit the pieces to the puzzleParley is cool and okBut I rather chill and hussleNigga we got dem flippers for that ass{2x}Verse Two: {Yella Boy}Like Black and Moe I got this shit soldCock diesel by my side another homicideI`m back up on the scenery ya bitch youI`m from the third U. N. L. V. who the hell are you?Now if you think you can beat me to the draw faw?Try yo luck, because I`m a mover in the U-HaulYo ass in trouble, when I plot and get there on the doubleAin`t nothin` shakin`, when the real nigga hit the blockFully auto amo aimin` at you non stopSlickie Grease I got yo draws downI`m pased once, I`m comin` back around to act a clownNo freakin` out because I`m used to this bloody streakEveryday and all night I keep my heatDon`t give a fuck I play it real as it fuckin` goI ain`t no hoe I spin the bin lettin` bullets flowNow can you coke with the gate like scope, nopeI ain`t no joke see I`m straight downin` folksI`m on the real with the bill fifty loc songI put my stop to all you wanna bee`s instantlyThen I vanish hangin` with the SpanishI`m ducked off I`ll be right back at youI`m here to stay now bitch you like a statueYa see I`m dumpin` bullets if you try to disrespect my setI beat I`ll leave yo ass wet, because I`m in a affectWith the mag ninety, spittin` at you and yo crewComin` to down you, quickly try`na get rid of youI catch a drain put yo ass in painFuckin` with the Yella another unsolved slangI come to buck you down because I`m a fuckin` clownThe black is in a position that it`s supposed to be inAs I spin the bin once again Chorus: {2x}Verse Three:{Tec-9}Niggas I got that flipper bigger den the big dipperWe blowin` up slangin` this motherfuckin` gangsta shitWe be rockin` up slab have the money in my hoodKeep it good, protect the money that you makeYou bitch niggas can`t fade what we put togetherNo matter the weather I be ridin` around with That four-four in my leather Two extra clips to make sure yo bitch ass flipsSo catch the cut Nigga what`s happenin` with all that gafflin`Get ready for strappin` because you know I`m bout that action daddy ok todayI take a ride with my AK Somebody don ratted out my rock shopAnd told the cops my chillin` spot Where I hang at my ReservationJeopardizin` my probation But I got to hussle to keep my shit tight right?If it means I have to walk the streets allMotherfuckin` night all my hommies are outEnjoyin` there selves (Where you at Tec-9)I`m slangin` rocks in the motherfuckin` MeplhNow let`s elevate a take it to another levelWork it off the beeper flowin` from my nigga KeithUse the code that I give you hit me I`m a hit youNow picture me ballin` the emenies around meWaitin` for me to go down Player hater`s are created by the hourDope deal gone sourReplace the yae with the flourBreak a quarter key down I can`t fuck with thatGive a nigga ounce of that furl and I can fuck with thatI would love to go out and parley with my homiesToday but I got`s to pay bills and tomorrow`s the First manChorus: {2x}

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