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(Z-Ro talking) All you sure ass niggas out here, got the game fucked upAll this old friendly ass shit, niggaAin`t nothing friendly about the motherfucking gameYou understand me, if you listen I`ma tell you rightOpen your motherfucking earsShit, it ain`t fair but somebody got to do it, knowI`msaying[Black Mike]I came from underground, where my hood resignedNothing left but the bad and ugly cause the good done diedWe tried laying low niggas want to cross them linesSo when I`m saying so you getting bumped off this timeFuck a throw away, I`m looking for the gun in your houseTo kill your family for some shit they ain`t know nothing aboutWe running the south, while other niggas running they mouthIf you smart, you`ll take cover cause we come in your routeCause when we ride you could best believe there`s guns in sightHow many times mama cried cause her sons done diedI pull my nine out, all of my barrels are fouled outSo the bullets that I bust the feds don`t find outWhich gun, which nigga, which figga points to the trigger manStill well connected not worried about who`s the bigger manZ-Ro, my nigga man, Pharoah, the Killa KlanI`m Black Mike, Network for life, ain`t no realer jam(Chorus)We make sure the dirty work get doneReal gun, popping them although it weighs a tonScratch makers, nigga we killersAggravated guerillas, been pimping in this bicth for scrillaWe make sure the dirty work get doneReal gun, popping them although it weighs a tonScratch makers, nigga we killersPutting heads on pillowsFuck around and weep like a willow, we cap peelers[Pharoah]King shots, killer greed penn, money hardNigga to sleep, murdering a kingpinMy composer, a soldier, you can call me oneWhen it`s time to ride you know I`m ready to activate my gunStraight head shots, toe tagged in a body bagAnd the outcome you stuck with, if I got to blastI`m coming to get you, pull your punk ass out the pictureAnd fix the braids on your head, that means I`ma get richerP-H-A-R-O-A-H, now you know My motherfucking name I never play fakeEasy does it, do it easy when I executeTo that nigga and the darkside when my weapon shootShoot again and feel like I just made boyWith no evidence, to be found I remain calmMurdering edition, I make a motherfucker disappearSlip the clip in, open fire then dripping him(Chorus)[Z-Ro]I put stitches in the general son of a bitch nigga when he bump upRunning to the trunk for the pump, I`m already ready to dumpI`ve been working dirty, knocking busters for being suretySo I`m at your dome cussing like James, you ain`t worthyLike a little old girly perpetrating a manDude we taking over this bitch and here to demonstrate demandsAnd bitch the down south gangsta R-A-P, 1990Started with Street Military and K-A-GWe toe tagging, body bagging, sagging and braggingWeed it up inflate it down, you damn shot and flipped the meat wagonSo save me some son of a guns, when it`s overWe one of the ones on the top, haters smell it and running to comeTrying to drop a dime on us, or trying to take us outAfter we deal with it we rap about it and then it make us hotFuck your crime rate and murder rate, running up on Houston TexasWell it be fuck y`all for trying to funk us on a burning day(Chorus - 2x)

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