niggas like Melchior  Reginelli  and Pheno! (x2)
 Pheno
 This life I lead  homicides in the street
 so much a misery  labeled a breeder
 so I'm a threat to society
 real with killing  worldwide mafia figures
 thug niggas who keep there fucking fingers on triggers
 to the day that I'm leaving  till they stop me from breeding
 I bet all this motherfucker did was make up the reason
 for caskets, till i (???)
 find him dead up then blasted
 the get away call, we left him stinking up in traffic
 it might be drastic, fucking with these desperados
 niggas like melachior, reggenilli, and pheno!
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 Reginelli
 17 shots, coming straight to your soul
 Reginelli, i'm down to ride with my desperados
 me and my gambinos, we strap tight and all black
 bout to hit the fucking streets, bring the bullet combat
 you know the gambinos, we call them desperados
 we train to kill, and fill a bitch nigga body with holes
 my tricks slanging and burning, silver bullets you earning
 you cockaroches wanna fuck with me, lets go on a journey
 gambino family, my click, label me a thug breeder
 if I die, bury me with my heater
 they wanna kill me and make me number one eighty seven
 any nigga run up wrong, nigga I bust em dome
 cause i refuse to let a bitch nigga bury me
 I stay strapped and I take this war shit deep
 I swore to die for my motherfucking gambinos
 and not to worry, I'm down to ride with my desperados
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 Melchoir
 Me and my desperados, busting at you bitches through stormy weather
 nine mili berrettas leave you haters with bloody sweaters
 popping these bitches thats coming for our failing riches and snitches
 going to pay the cost, trying to fuck over these mob figures
 my art of war is unknown, busting you bitches dome
 pistol packing that chrome, look at them niggas running home
 I make moves with Reginelli, Pheno, and Gotti
 you getting rowdy, feel the blast from my twelve gauge shotty
 you punk bitches gonna respect this nigga
 I'm the craziest motherfucker, always token a trick
 got my hands on four fives, nigga feel my fury
 I'm busting slugs until I'm buried nigga
 behind my desperados
 Gotti
 I take these motherfuckers across my ties
 and I swear on my life, these motherfuckers gonna die
 give me the four fives and a vest, and they marked for death
 picture me and my desperados snatching your breath
 its time they call the don, representing on track
 where my family in this bitch? nigga, how you love that?
 see the money in my eyes, so i'm chasing for stacks
 fuck around if you wanna get your bitch ass wacked
 the many macs with this rapping and jacking i'm staying strapped
 for these bitch made niggas who wanna leave me back
 but fuck that, i'd rather grant an SKS
 and put these coward ass, bitch ass niggas to rest
 and you can put that on my motherfucking tatted arm
 a hundred strong desperados busting your dome
 and its on, gambinos burn the spot like saddam
 and i tell a motherfucker, dont cross me wrong
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