Key: A minor
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[Knightowl] Fools collapse when they
Verse 1
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fuck
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With the real mothafucka that is
Bustin slugs all in their mugs
Bitches and snitches run
just like a river
The shit that I deliever
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Makes em quiver, I'm bigger
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You mothafuckas know
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A crazy vato like me
Little bitch up in a casket
Shit got drastic
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That puto's ass got blasted
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And got a bullet all up in his face
On a mothafuckin walls
His brains I had to paste
Never trust a man
That likes to yap them fuckin lips
Unloading all them clips
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I be the kinda of fool
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That takes no shit from no one
To slow that MC down
To the bitch talking out
The mothafuckin neck so
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They better respect , uhhh
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Verse 2
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[Chorus: Leicy Loc]
Don't stress
You should of worn your
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Bullet
proof vest
And you might not of caught
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These slugs in your chest
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You should of worn your
Bullet proof vest
Cause now I got to
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Put your as s to rest
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What me quickly
Flip and twist your ass up
Then slip the tip of this tech
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Puttin your ass in instant check
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Best belive that's a promise
Verse 6
So when I'm bailin through your set
Don't think I'm out to catch
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I might catch a bad one
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And your ass is done
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Feel the fire from this gun
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Then mentaly prepare yourself
For a long nights rest
Rest In Peace
As you lay so peacefully
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Like I said it's as easy as 1 2 3
So easily
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Never under estimate a G
I hate to say but today
Just wasn't your day
And you really picked a bad
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Time to come out and play
Interlude 1
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Verse 7
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[Chorus]
[Bokie Loc]
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What type of V- I- V- E I want
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[to kick his facts]
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Not hard to distinguish facts to straps
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In the hand of a young fool
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Bullets excape from the chamber
Breezin through your H
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Whisperin in that ear them
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We's caught in the middle in between
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The scene is this gang violence silence
To those with these bullets
up in their brain
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Carryin pain on their back
Stroke by a ball in the game
He wasn't even playin in
Fuck [We got's to cross
the field]
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And that some drama for your mama
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[Chorus]
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