Key: D# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
You know my niggaz ridin,
I hope you niggaz hidin
You know my niggaz ridin,
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I hope you niggaz hidin
You know my niggaz ridin,
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Cause it's the Art of War,
(Wooh, Wooh, Wooh)
Verse 2
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[Lil' Flip: Verse 1] You see the pain in my
eyez
Bitch I ain't never scared
Lightin the flame i'm smokin
my chain anywhere
against gangaz come
I took one and I ain't tryin to take no more
So before, get at me I'ma get you hoe
I keep a lot of dough I'm
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And I just bought three carrots
for my Goddaughter
this rappin shit made me rich
I smell like curv when I pitch
I be a orange mouth
Drinkin yellow drank nigga
You know we get each other
Like the Get It Boyz
Any rapper step to me he will
Cause I'm the Marvin day of my time
And if you so hot why your video ain't retired bitch
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Interlude 1
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Verse 3
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Me
and Z- Ro the kings
You better do your math
And this shit i'm spittin bitch
I ain't use a pad
Just to mo your ass
A lenny got you gas nigga you
ain't hotter then Twista
Jet on make you a gangsta,
and neither do a pistol
We supposed to keep it in the hood
This nigga ain't from Houston Texas
why y'all make him look good
Cause when the cameras come on
He got to put his grill in and
pat his makeup on, huh
Four hummers sittin' on no mo
We ride around in dem drops
Sixteen switches it hot
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Now stop, I know your lookin at
Now it's time for me to
end this verse
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Because I'm tired nigga since I'm
the Boston your fired nigga
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Interlude 2
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Verse 4
3]
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On the front line none of my
niggaz are hidin
Glidin, on twenty two inches
when I'm ridin
Custom made jewelry from
Hold up my nigga you don't
want to go up
Thats what mo city militia only goes up
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Yell me yell up won't fuck up
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See me rollin around on my big ass rims
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back around ten
Cream does its scenes big gunz another dem
bitch hard dease don't want none of dem
Fuck about a nigga where
a Sucka can't free
Remad of y'all of y'all is what you fellas
can't be that block is the D.J. of E.A.D.
a fan talkin about me hard to stop
I'm a real nigga and plus
I like to squart a lot
Man niggaz heard me talk on
the ben talk a lot
when I Squart or not
Payin job is runnin or a twelve a shot
me he better pay me
Cause when I better call or
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not or I'ma cause a lot
I'ma punch every body
in yo' block right now
Bitch nigga try to make it get
out my sight right now
I'ma be quite or wit a white
light right now
Oh you think you got hands
we can fight right now
and dem Clover G's
Late night in the studio blowin trees
I'ma bout to jump in the big whole and let the
girls sick him and then they find yo' ass
We gon seal the seas
Outro 1
[Chorus: x2]
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