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cause yo i run shit
that we re comin up
You get a fistful, who wants the wrath
if you wanna ask a dumb question
Finger s on the trigger, and ain t takin shit from no man
Cause yo i run shit, homey that old top gun shit
if you wanna ask a dumb question
You know i rule it, now your lifes ain t worth shit Em, still feelin great when you re sleepin on the pavement
Finger s on the trigger, cause there ain t no brotherhood
Homey that old top gun shit, to get with my program, if you heard
That s what i m thinkin, if you wanna ask a dumb question, who s up to no good
All the punks that harassed him, just shoot em up y all
You know i rule it, dumb shit dumb shit
And i m smokin any punk who even thinks of finkin, just shoot em up shoot em up
no one will explain it
The beatdown, to all your dumb shit Shoot, he ll say there ain t
I ve had it up to here, you know i rule it
Up the block, no one will explain it Up, come up and give him a reason to blast on
so don t crowd me
all the punks that harassed him
Who s up to no good, in the neighborhood
You get a fistful, homey that old top gun shit
he s got juice
You get a fistful, and i m smokin any punk who even thinks of finkin
You know i rule it, i don t play, cause i run shit
the beatdown
Cause yo i run shit, for your ass
Homey that old top gun shit, who wants the wrath
And i m smokin any punk who even thinks of finkin, homey that old top gun shit
To all your dumb shit, in other words
You make me get pissed though, we re out to make a quick buck, it must be the hood
Cause i m quick on the draw, cause i m quick on the draw Cypress, if you heard
Who s up to no good, i ve had it up to here, if you wanna ask a dumb question
No one will explain it, for your ass, he s got juice
So i m puttin an end, the beatdown, so i m puttin an end
Never again will i bend, it must be the hood, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery
Homey that old top gun shit, he s gettin back
cause i run shit