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    Ahhh shit hahaha

    When i enter the first zone
    Worst known mic holder
    My hummer roll up
    Evacuating strapped soldiers
    Inside strategy
    Manifestin' military styles
    Casually try da g
    When niggas battle me
    My prophesied prediction
    Switch and move positions
    Separated from his gun and bitch
    And watch 'em start snitchin'
    I keep spittin' still stupid niggas fail to listen
    I personify this thug livin'
    Hell or prison
    My ammunition varies
    My voice carries
    Watch me invite the whole world
    Me and the mob gettin' married
    It seems all the fine screams pierce the dark
    This is expected
    A trick bitch where is your heart
    You mark
    Watch niggas fall when i call they name
    We outlaws hold your head niggas all the same
    Except some who want more out of life than stress
    We still thuggin' 'til its none left
    Don't sleep

    [chorus (2x)]
    We gon' ride
    Keep my pistol on my side
    Always creep wit' the nine when i ride (when i ride)
    Don't sleep
    Blowin' pine
    Always hustlin' on the grind
    Cause i gotta get mine all the time (all the time)
    Don't sleep

    Dumpin' on motherfuckers at random
    Wit' accuracy
    They shouldn't talk bad to me
    It had to be
    A motherfuckin' murder
    I'm glad to be
    A nigga that did the murder
    So sad to see
    Another motherfucker floatin'
    In plastic reef
    Sleep wit' his head wide open (head smokin')
    Rapid release
    Keep the police coastin'
    Warrant in deep east oakland (doors wide open)
    Yolk the nigga off the asphalt
    Drove off to the hills
    Positioned him on his knees and blew the back off
    Death with the lex ruger
    Death to ya
    Niggas cry when the bullets fly
    Kill and execute 'em

    [yaki kadafi]
    I blast first 'til they body me
    Like my guns in variety
    Runnin' wit' the real big willies you silly punks try to be
    But front
    Doin' my walk by's rollin' a blunt
    Hand on my nuts in a getaway car full of stunts
    Addicted to my nine
    Movin' like crime through time
    Poppin' niggas like pimples
    Nigga nothin' simple 'bout mine
    Dumpin' on all you punks at intersections
    Day in and day out
    Ain't no easy way outs or easy exits
    Don't sleep

    [chorus (2x)]

    [lil' scrappy]
    G's up

    When i hit the street
    All i can see is the grind
    Blood sweat and tears when i bust my rhyme
    Yeah i un- for my folk like i load my nine
    And when i let loose
    Then no crew standin' but mine
    I gives a damn 'bout lame nigga actin' schiesty
    Same one knew i was in jail and didn't write me
    Wanna fight me then come find me
    What eva you do shawty you betta think wisely
    You might see me wit' a stack in the trap (aye)
    I use my thoughts and pen
    Similar to a saran wrap
    A lil' lame nigga i'll neva be
    Yeah i'ma keep it g
    I'm from the three and scrap will neva sleep

    [chorus (2x)]

    Don't sleep

    Don't sleep

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