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To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz to real niggaz

K B X, yo, yo

Who wants to test the untestable?

Infrared nine at your spine, leave you vegetable

Where the bullet not

Don't get caught in drop when the light change

Left that light frame like eject on the flight plane

Peace to thug niggaz on this shit that we on

Get your heat on, guzzle down that Bacardi le-mon

Fuck a don, I'm on symotic over your block shit

Pop shit, watch the glock spit, lay you like carpets

I roll with niggaz that sniff coke and tote guns

And take funds, whether number ones or sulibate nuns

Shit's official, fuck five mics, it's five pistols

Never miss you, penetrate your body tissue

Keep you runnin' like runner, sweatin' like summer

Then someone unexpectedly guns ya from the Tididel Hummer

Beat that ass like drama, fade 'em out like Donna Summa

Forever like Wu-Tang, my crew bang like accidents

For real niggaz who feel this is on some numb shit

Gun shit, peace to my jail niggaz who run shit

Corner thugs buggin' on birds, we serve 'em purpose

The same forty five in your mouth, stuck up, you're worthless

Extreme measures, illegal treasures, plus the safe scavengers

Pepper mace in your face, purple haze, lace hash from a rocko burnin'

We on the block earnin' thousands from PJ's to housings

Diggin' pockets, rip trousers, spark a dutch, start a forest fire

Tap, drop a diamond, informant niggaz walk police wires

We on some eighty six, stick-up figure impulse

The last days are crime, son, take it as an insult

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz to real niggaz

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz to real niggaz
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We leave 'em rotten just for plottin' my squadron

Get no part of this, we robbin', your position

On the mission to target, is you bitch made?

My army brigade got the plan made

We rippin' thru they assholes with the triple-edged blade

The illest executioners droppin' this with peace to the bottomless

It's symbolic to monogamous hollow tips

Rippin' thru they vests for respect, nevertheless to impress

We come in vain with some envious techs

My enemies get viciously torn up by my cavalry

That's constantly shootin' for this life of equality

Fatality, supreme victory, some war stories

Misery bring treachery, so now I kill you slowly, fuckin' phony

Receiver of many, I come with plenty

A poison for they belly, into hell is where I send the enemies

If you can stand the heat, step in the flame

And get your fame put to shame 'cuz you lame

Leavin' your bitch rappers slain, truly insane

You leave this earth with my scars, sun, moon and stars

Is what you see when my seven half mind spars

Yo, yo, yo, desert eagle at your cerebral

Keepin' you civilized the thug way

Your mug stay the same way the slug lay

Done it and seen it thru these blunted contacts

Stolen ax, buy new gats, hot gats, serial scratch

Like fleas, eight million MC's drop to your knees like church mast

Play fast, full mission from the stash

Dirty burners blazin' at night, we got the ave sewn

Chrome, nickel-plated, forty four murder, dead zone

Police tracin' prints, stolen cars with tints

Bum bitches boostin' gear, sellin' clothes for cents

Sharp razors make faces ugly, snatch a diamond, lovely

Drinkin' Valentine ghetto bubbly

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz to real niggaz

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz, who ain't got no feelings

To all the killers and the hundred dollar billers

To real niggaz to real niggaz

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