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 Desperado. Can't help it. I just can't let it ride
 wanted dead or alive.
 Desperado. Gunsmoke makes me strive.
 Bogus way of life.
 Who the hero? Who the villian?
 When I'm sterrin down the block
 fools wanna try why
 fly what they ridin'
 on the tip of a rider slidin'
 somebody gotta die
 on the frontier.
 Cruisin' but watchin' for a hit
 cause the hood be on
 shoot em up
 everytime I look around
 something goin' down buck buck
 somebody got popped
 stop drop
 hollow point tips hard to dodge
 when you lookin' down your enemies barrel
 you wish your apparel was camaflouge
 booyaw what you gone do now
 I got my crew pal
 and weese wrangla's
 what I got in my chamber
 will rearrange ya
 goddang ya
 will hang ya
 death wish wanna play
 under lasy under lay
 can't help it when I spray
 break out if you stay
 you're gonna pay in a bogus way
 I'll blow your skull hollow
 now if you follow
 that's your choice and you're
 gonna feel sorrow
 death hard to swallow
 you rodent
 here todasy gone tomorrow
 shouldn't fuck wit a...
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 In the streets it's a game
 niggas try to get a name
 but ah,
 I don't fuck with em
 when I hit em with the shit to make em wanna
 squash it,
 watch it.
 Ride off through the valley
 leave em in the alley.
 Stankin' bitch who gone trick
 no witnesses
 I rush the vic
 two times in the shit.
 I laid em, miss
 he was acting like he had something
 I got pissed.
 No whif.
 A nigga said that he was at you
 what you gone do
 strap up black hoody up and
 bit the dust
 a hard head make a soft ass,
 so I'm gone blast.
 Watch a motherfucker last.
 Shoot it
 don't baby food it
 you got something nigga
 you'd better use it.
 Threatning a nigga with a gun
 it aint fun
 you caught one.
 Three off from the back
 gotta blow my guns
 woo-woo
 with a glock
 make your ass stop.
 Attack again
 won't come back again
 fuckin' him up like a bitch.
 Bustin' at him quick
 reachin' for your shit
 try to get away from me
 you getting hit
 you dig.
 Better move your kids
 I'm at this nigga
 and I don't wanna do it,
 but I'm wanted
 so fuck it
 I'm ready to drop em
 shit
 I got em.
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 Who can help but to be scandalous
 cloned a vandalist
 but aint havin' shit.
 Boom. Buck. Buck.
 Who's next to get fucked up.
 Chump
 gotta lot of rowdy niggas
 wannt get your body stunk.
 Steppin' in the middle of a motherfuckin' blizzard
 where niggas are livin' and copin'
 and rooftop scopin'
 at ass
 too fast
 sufferin' succotash.
 Quicker to bust and blast
 take em up off the map.
 Now you wonder why it's on
 it's on,
 cause a motherfucker didn't play like that.
 Start the shit
 the Conflict we attack right away.
 To be exact
 now you wanna squash it.
 Uh-uh
 it's a rumble
 only way we gone end it
 when you on your back
 kick off and ripped off
 til shit aint attached.
 Itch through the dirt
 like a bitch bad with crabs.
 Yee-Haw, Yee-Haw
 Desperado rollin' out
 I'm wanted for millions
 for hanging up scabs.
 Take that
 bust off cannon then haul ass.
 Bogus way of life.
 But life get the last laugh
 no chance to glance and dance.
 Shit in your pants
 your leavin' the land
 hit your whole clan
 with they guns in they hand.
 Mission is finished
 and victory flawless.
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 Gunsmoke from the Chi
 never with a crew
 and it's Flict and die.
 Gotta' put em up
 put yo hands up right now
 clap
 I'ma snap
 react and serve my pack
 or punch a punk dumb
 here I come
 with the Flict
 renegade and raw dope'll split
 heads.
 Come equip or get rip with
 lead
 never dis
 dat strap so what's next
 we can get down
 rumble or tuggle around
 what you got
 you gotta give it your all right now
 pal
 or get piled with pow
 you foul
 we buckwild
 get on up you got one false move.
 It's Chi for now
 we down to change the rules.
 Buddy done got his nutty split
 sent off a bit
 now he got some conflict
 got a thousand grams of mac
 Wildstylian with Hiddian the Yak.
 What else you need to justify trials of the Flict
 cause the Flcit'll straight kick it off
 somethin' proper dopper know you can't stop a
 poppin'.
 Steady mobbin' straight up knockin' you noggin.
 Tell me what you got, I'm starvin'
 bring it on nigga
 you trigger happy
 I'ma desperado.
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