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Fuck L.P., Fuck L.P. I wanna smash that guy Fuck L.P., Fuck L.P. I wanna see him dead My only way to stay safe is to never tell your name So fuck L.P

fuck around and get your food ate boy My razor make your face ke-loid Then I throw my drink at you (woo!) just to make that shit burn We make heads turn

back of your neck Well, like you burned the rise and wanna front on me You could never fuck with $hort, baby I?m from the O A K L A N D, I slap you in

when you dead, you can still fuckin' get it A nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya Styles P., your favorite rappers favorite rapper Ain't no surprise niggaz, only fuck

said Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed Hurting my heart and hanging over my head 'Bout the realest nigga these Texas streets ever bred C L

't nobody here but me [Hook] [Verse 3 - Killer Mike] Yeah I smoke, and I drank Yeah I pop, and I lean Might see me on M.L. King Burnin rubber, burnin

heads (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) Queens be the vets (Killa Queens, killa, killa Queens) I'm here to crack ya cats' skulls open Fuck ya head

Fuck a peace talk let the gun spark, on the streets of New York I Shaolin Strut through the city asphault (Fed up) Hold your head up, I'm circlin' the

??¦ in the Bronx takin paper that??? tooken Headed Southbound out of town with a pound of the brown Fuck the fun, I??¦ gettin mon, it??? no time to fuck