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loosin' gunz bustin'. And brossen niggerz y'all can't live Funny * about it, niggers wanna hit me, forget about it. Thug * I'm still livin' y'all niggaz just spit about it. I rob and stomp niggaz
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akon,and j-kwon but what about me. They youngbloodz and young gunz, but boosie. He buss guns and spit it to his love ones,look. They holla usher and that lil jon ***,. They holla i smoke i drank but i
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gotta find a way to leave him for you Gunz. I'm ya remedy, ya dozier blunt, ya Don-P. When you met Gunz little man became a memory. I boost ya self-esteem he take ya energy, ma. You might as well
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, real street *. Da blond hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it. Turn my face when I bust a cannon. 'cause I don't wear sunblock. Ask Drag if the fire is hot (Flame On baby). * pop shellz, fall
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. Without the fans there wouldn't be no show. And if that was really so then life would really blow. To the firm you always got my back. Korn for the love and the swappin' of the tracks My brother Cory D
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amped yo. Got hoodrat bitches carryin birds on the public transpo. Niggaz in the hood that go out like Rambo. They hot since 138th had that???. Young Buck, Dumb *. Two Gunz up, ride or die til the
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, come on!. . Throw gunz, come on!. . Smoke 'dro, come on!. * hoes, come on!. Make dough, come on!. . What?! We can do it kid however you want!. . You wanna wild out, come on!. . Act up
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Doc Kevokian So turn the beat up while NARCs got me on sweep up. I'm lucky, I usually tote more Gunz than Peter. I * you up to where your forehead will cut meat up. You wanna box, I square more
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, fin to do the rest up. This that knock, wit Swizz and the gunnaz connect up. Big homie president, y'all can hang the rest up Yessuh, it's me, N E double to F up. Young gunz, nigga indeed, double your
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,. If I ain't a Hot Boy, then what do you call that?. Nigga disrespect me, I'ma be in all black. 'Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that,. Me, Cory, and Mer-C, gettin' ducked off,. Ride
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" -- heavyweight hitter. Hit you watch your whole head split up. Loco-is-the-motion, we comin through. Hollow tips is the lead, the . 45 threw. Sticky Fingaz. Remember me? ("Throw ya gunz in the air!"). Remember me