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Hm
Ya'll don't know who I know
Me and MC Eight
This ain't the regular
This is something different
You think I'm bull? Test that theory
You can come through, I got that fully and that Teflon with me
Spit tec-rhyme quickly
Put it in the gap like new clothes it ain't no loopholes, just bullet holes
Open up that door let it off then pull it closed
And I smash off in the blue impala I do, I'm proper
I'm not your average, I loom the bloc up and threw the bloc up
It's for moves or no moves in an old-school tinted windows
I know dudes, that'll run up on you that's my kinfolks
Been broke and totin toasters most of my
Know it so it don't mean nothin'
Feed em' the 4 don't lеad em' bleed em'
We comе, hardcore, spittin gunshots at your car door (hey)
You don't wanna' with us we got choppers, knockers
More Glocks that partners pop ya
Block blocker
24 street mo get ripgut you gon' find ya guts
24 lines I gotta' mix it up in a liquor get you got you forgot about you
Murder watch at ya'
Hit you get you split you in half like a cut was breakin up
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system towards the
94 Christmas and they ran in your house
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system towards the
94' Christmas and they ran in your house
Yeah I'm loco, indo, six-four, four-four
Who's that lookin' through my window
They lookin funny, finna' gon' catch sum slugs
Ay Brother Lynch Hung, watch the hoes get dubbed
I'ma thug to the fullest, my gat, I'm gon' pull it
I'm number one in the hood with a bullet (aha)
Bullet round my rap, check the one for my strap (aha)
In the west call it the hood, down south its the trap (ah)
Now my cap say Compton or LA at all times
I rep turf every time that I rhyme
And I move extra careful, no sleepin'
'Cause it's Compton for life and I'm in so deep (and so deep)
And as long as I stay hood, no fame glory
Deep the blue MC spittin' my gang story
My life till the end hood rats n gats (rats and gats)
OGs in the pen doing life for respect (doing life respect)
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system towards the
94 Christmas and they ran in your house
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system toward the
94' Christmas and they ran in your house
Bloc (bloc) move (move) nice that's the lingo
Kill everybody and myself before I let everything go
I'm sickle, I'm schizo, packin' pistols get ghosts like Casper
Leave your brains on the dashboard
I gotta fat saw like nascar, out, out
Ain't too many I can trust though
Sittin' and holla' at the studio
Me and MC Eight doing it, up
Ain't that a I'm all up in the same shit
Situation get thick, I'll call that hit right now
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system towards the
94' Christmas and they ran in your house
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system toward the
94 Christmas and they ran in your house
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system towards the
94 Christmas and they ran in your house
You don't know who I know, they will run up and pop you
You don't know who I know, they will run up and drop you
I'ma do it movin' dot com
Get it all out my system toward the
94 Christmas and they ran in your house
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