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    Arf Arf,Arf Arf
    HA HA

    Pump Ya Fists, Like This, C'mon
    Pump Ya Fists, Like This, C'mon
    Pump Ya Fists, Like This, C'mon
    Pump Ya Fists, Like This
    U Rockin with a
    Dog Diggy Dog Da-Dang Da-Dang Diggy Diggy
    Dog Diggy Dog Da-Dang Da-Dang Diggy Diggy
    Dog Diggy Dog Da-Dang Da-Dang Diggy Diggy
    Dog Diggy Dog Da-Dang Da-Dang Diggy Diggy

    I Dont Walk I stalk, Livin Foul like Pork
    Shuttin Down underground Streets of new york
    hawk, is wut them niggaz call me
    Cuz they all be, Suckin my dick
    i kno the Half, So I laugh with em
    my blood bath in the leather fuckin raps hit em
    full clip but only half did em
    thats all it took, another crook, taken out over a dirty look
    i bag niggaz, but niggaz that try, get shot dead
    aint taken a fuckin thing from me but hot lead
    u kno my style faggot, cuz im alwayz scheming
    in jail niggaz is holdin the six screamin, "POLICE!"
    but u got no beefs it was just you BIG MAN and alot more grease
    all i get is THAT cuz niggaz want none of this


    I got a hot type of ill flow that still go for days
    dont you u kno i could kill your ass in many ways
    watch ya die slow without so much as a blink
    leave you in ur crib till your neighbours notice the stink
    use ur blood like ink, write my name on the wall
    Dark man, X!, Death to Them All
    Chump Niggaz Call, Beggin for they life
    and i just fucked that bitch that u call your wife
    she livin TRIFE and thats just how i want em
    bring his fuckin neice me n my man get up on em
    thats why i creep em, lay em, slide
    takin man muthafuckin hoes on a ride
    get they skins drived
    just like a ferrari, hurt them, hurtin
    blast your ass cuz she jerkin, my dick
    my wreck, must BUST, A TECH, off up in ya ass blast through your neck


    The way i be flippin niggaz cant understand
    niggaz be like DOG i thought i was your man
    you shouldnt have thought and thats what you get for thinking
    thinking cuz i knew u, i wouldnt get you niggaz stinking
    im the only offspring, of a bad breed
    motivated by mad greed, i make the bad BLEED
    a bad seed, from a rotten apple
    preacher talks shit, get popped in the chaple
    flavour like snapple, we can all get some
    cuz its all good in that hood im from
    I,eat a nigga, dog,I do em real dirty
    me and my peeps meet ALL my peeps at seven thirty
    out for lunch forever,wont be back
    dont know act, so we attack in tha back
    Thats how they do
    thats how they do
    thats how they do BABYYYYY

    [Hook x3]
    Go!go!go!Go![Repeat till End]

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