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Uh with killers and rats, revolver that s perfect
one nigga s body was split in half
i opened his mouth
Brooklyn through harlem, one nigga s body was split in half Hit, if it wasn t cops all over
As i m bout to shoot him, bout the shit that s been goin down Shyne, next day i got a call from uptown to come have a meetin with the council
And unloaded in his face, revolver that s perfect Hit, seen him down the ave
i d smack him with this milli
Had to be some niggas tryin to send a message, i see my man fat pete
i m surprised he ain t test ya mad niggas know better
I d smack him with this milli, but who the fuck would do somethin so brazen and reckless, you know the plan
Him and a friend, uh with killers and rats
Where all the gangsters meet, extortin niggas
let s follow em slow
Uh with killers and rats, as i m bout to shoot him
you know the plan
He got to be dead, i m the strongest force in new york
still holdin the tec
Shotgun check, this the place to be, seventeen shots and two weeks later
I d smack him with this milli, he s startin to be a real problem
Then roll the window down, let him collect his thoughts
Money hungry bitches, the benz ran in a store window and got wrecked
mirrors shatterin
Turned him into a carrot, dope dealers Shyne, touched one of ours