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We the ruffest niggaz out whomp

Toughest killers out whomp



[Fiend]

It's the bloodshed causer starter

Ash to ash, behind a single quarter

My nasty ex has got your stench, slinging a little longer

Mind sweating like they wetting up my California

With no regretting I dealt with him after he was in a coma

Jones a tear your head off before he let off

Slack on niggas uh uh bust a u, I'm goin back on niggas

We don't believe going court or trial

But we standing for the news lady, straight in denial

Pimpin' this is how it's done, light weighted hand

Will never run, never see our face same time as the sun

And my bullets don't hum, they bite

And my survivors don't talk, they fight

You got your rockets with ya

Cause the same killers that can rock it with ya

Will remove your shoes and sock it to ya

I could prophet with ya, or chop your sister

Just keep it in mind, ya ever plot with this nigga



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[Juicy J]

Only the strong survive my nig

That shit is always real

Surrounded by crossers everyday

That's why I pack my steel

It ain't my attitude my mama always kept telling me

It just some shit all people get that we call jealousy

You see this industry, the stress will make you cock and blast

I guess the cheese and all the hoes came way in too fast

Who said the fame will make you happy

Cars, women and wealth

Sometimes I get so fuckin stressed, I think bout killing myself

I'm drinking crown liquor, feeling like I'm down nigga

I'll smoke a pound with ya, even if it's brown sticka

It's like I'm messed up, I'm trying to hide the pressure

You wanna test us, you better put your vest up

It's lots of hatred in the streets, my nigga fess up

I put this four-five to your dome, my nigga guess what

It's just a second away before I play to Mexico

Don't be fucking with them niggas or the good dope



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[D.J. Paul]

Them sett's is throwed up

A bitch nigga straight throwed up

Cause we bowed up, an slice his head like some cold cuts

His click froze up, no anti-freeze tween they shoulders

I thought they bolder, they march in club like some soldiers

They should've told ya, now ass whooping's all I owe ya

I beat a bitch a whole green mile, up off that doja

Just to say I showed ya, the Head Bussaz don't play

Two weeks later you feel a beat down delay

Kicking an ass or two, that's what the hell we do

You don't like how we living, well Fuck You!

This is a click, that won't quit, the longer you talk

The longer we gone shoot up some shit

Quick to smoke up some shit, quick to oot up some shit

Quick to sip up some shit, quick to gangbang your bitch

And treat every nigga like a ho, like a ho cause

If a nigga can breathe, a nigga will cross you dope



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