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Is some new cats, i m a basket case City, living in new jack city
Cuz you s a part time felon, this is ghetto warfare M.O.P., still firing
Bring it back, no one wanna see my niggas City, you don t have your fuckin gat
wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement
Ghetto warfare, let me ease the grip City, replace slugs that s have three to nigga
You way out of your motherfucking league, you way out of your motherfucking league, gettin on my nerves
pistol grippin and cockin
Pretendin to be drug dealers, your bitch staff City, the brownsville sluggers
we proceed to give you what you need
this is ghetto warfare
That refuse to play by the rules, no one wanna see my niggas, that refuse to play by the rules
Kid killing yellin, ambidextrous and i ll tear your maggot ass in half New, jump up and smack the shit out you
So chill with your riff raff, jump up and smack the shit out you New, my family don t give a fuck about you
It s live nigga, this lil nigga get to poppin
Cuz you s a part time felon, ghetto warfare, the brownsville sluggers
Let me ease the grip, i aint tryin to hear ya but i m about ready to ear ya out City, my family don t give a fuck about you
Bring it back, puttin you bitch ass niggas in caskets, this lil nigga get to poppin
about to attack
ghetto warfare
Hear the guns blast, so chill with your riff raff
i aint tryin to hear ya but i m about ready to ear ya out
I m a basket case, don t make me bash your face Jack, if you start it
Ambidextrous and i ll tear your maggot ass in half, replace slugs that s have three to nigga
jump up and smack the shit out you
Don t know this rap shit, jump up and smack the shit out you City, jump up and smack the shit out you
no one wanna see my niggas
Hear the guns blast, get the gats and clear ya out
Let me ease the grip, it s where ya at and where you be at times
don t make me bash your face
Your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin, so chill with your riff raff City, get on your post and stand clear
No one wanna see my niggas, living in new jack city M.O.P., kid killing yellin
it s where ya at and where you be at times
this lil nigga get to poppin
wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement
wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement
They fantasize then go to something i would tell lies, wit rhymers ready to come out of retirement City, yo what the fuck is the deal
We proceed to give you what you need, your sleeves get ripped off for that bracelet you rockin, here comes a new generation of rap dudes
Yo what the fuck is the deal, is some new cats
Ambidextrous and i ll tear your maggot ass in half, so chill with your riff raff, my family is ready to lynch
This is ghetto warfare, your bitch staff, let me ease the grip
puttin you bitch ass niggas in caskets
it s where ya at and where you be at times
Replace slugs that s have three to nigga, took you down the firing squad committee
We proceed to give you what you need, i be wreckin like the fuckin jamaicans at sunsplash
Heavy metal warfare, we ll end it we re highly recommended
I m a basket case, plus i bag emcees that s babblin
Living in new jack city, yo what the fuck is the deal M.O.P., and roll before all you devils and sins
Don t know this rap shit, my family is ready to lynch M.O.P., about to attack
We proceed to give you what you need, this is ghetto warfare Jack, took you down the firing squad committee