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    27, yeah yeah
    Shyheim, 27
    Microphone check
    27, 27
    Wu-Tang Killa Bee
    Shyheim, 27

    Made my click vanish
    Ya'll be co-respeonding
    With my niggas in critique attings
    I run when the jiggy come, I'm on probation
    Can't get caught with another gun, serious buissnes
    That's why I never be in one spot for more than 5 minutes!
    I'm menace like O-Dog, oh Lord
    You will be a body and your man will be a witness
    Do it for dolo, shot knees no existance!
    If I want my niggas then we co-defendant
    One love, one thug till the last love
    Made up mad slang when my phone was bugged
    You bite so much of mine or high-speak dub
    Copy my shit, I'll fuck you up in the club
    You can get your doors, glock a 44
    Do you think they stop making guns when they made yours?
    27, we get money and break laws, gettin' you sick
    We be all up in your porsche

    Yo, we shoulda blow
    Let your guns spark, It's on!
    When you see my fam commin' with the rush, It's on!
    When we crush, It's On!
    When we flush, It's on!
    Leave my fam, get the erv, you hit that dust
    It's on! We shoulda blew
    When you trust, it's on!

    I'm like Ice Cube, to my shoes I bring it Mack 10
    With the death long vest on, more points than an african
    You can trust it's on, thats my word is bond
    I put that on twin, niggas is broke
    They don't bail out, they blood in
    Then they blood out when I bring the dog out
    Make them call for a loung-out on the concrete
    I rock a fellon like Bleek, niggas know me
    I think your Cd is weak, if the shit ain't in my Jeep
    Straight cheese, skinny nigga but I walk like I'm ??
    Death to my enemy's...

    When I'll be yellin "blaze dem"!
    If you got the razor, chase e'm
    If you got the 44 then lift e'm up
    Raise e'm, jus't don't come
    Bunny back to me, son I grace e'm
    Raise e'm, son you better murder the man
    We need his body in this soil
    So we further the land
    You heard of the plan?
    Then you know how we rock you
    Never grace a nigga, niggas heartpiece stop
    And his heart leave not, likely a rush
    To leave a nigga leakin' this, slightly touch
    I think Mike need the bus cos presically he bust
    And he could turn a hardrock, I see the slot
    And the mic be the trust, that I gamed before
    If Kani got him 'sessed, son it's basically law
    Shy says fuck the roof and I'm raising the floor
    And my ? don't shit, that's why you praising the lord
    (Praising the lord) What?!
    (Nigga) (Straight Up)

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