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点击复制H to the motherf**kin' K
A Richmond a*s n***a residin' in the Bay
Still slangin' cola out the motherf**kin' palm trees
TRU to the game and gone off that Dank w**d
Shoot a n***a up in the middle of the sunset
And when you ride through the town you better wear your vest
Real East Bay gangsta the P is not a prankster
Put the nina to your a jaw and watch a n***a gank ya
See it's a turf thing fools like to gangbang
Russian roullete put the Glock to your dome man
And if a fool live he have s**t in his pants
Just seen the devil taught you how to dirty dance
Merri D whip the beat up just like some d**e
I put the lyrics in the chamber and watch that a*s get smoked
99 ways to die survival of the fittest
Only one way to stay alive
99 ways to die survival of the fittest
Only one way to stay alive
99 ways to die survival of the fittest
Only one way to stay alive
Head for the 94 P got that deuce deuce
Homies better run gon' like psycho ready to bust a few
23rd street I'm posted in the cut
Southside of the Rich TRU don't give a f**k
Caught a fool slippin' tryin' to slang them Coca leaves
Mark's gettin' smoked in my hood like some Dank w**d
My homie little Rich got the shotgun ready to bust a cap
Duct tape around your mouth motherf**ker did you
Ain't nobody trippin' caught that a*s slippin'
Dumpin' bullets in your back like young Scottie Pippen
N***as in the truck with automatics
5 g's ready to roll up on your a*s from some static
Fry that a*s like Wendy's where they fry f**kin' burgers
Well done drippin' in blood cause that's the way I serve ya
No lettuce or tomato just straight lead
When people straight clip three bullets to your head
Blood drippin' from my nose I'm in a cold sweat
I done smoked this fool can't sleep I need a cigarette
O G but it's time for me to put in work
I mean cock the trigger time to do my own dirt
King guard the window I toss and turn in my sleep
Silkk hand on the pump I hear the f**kin' police
It's my time to come I'm going out like Kadafi
Jumped out the window ain't nobody gonna stop me
Still have f**kin' blood on my hands from the torture
With the motherf**ker that I thought ya
Cause it's slaughter in the d**e game
Have you ever held the hands of a dead man
It's serious G I can't sleep though
And I'm gone on that motherf**kin' Indo
You gotta stay strapped
Ain't no time to blank
N***as in my hood left dead with they corpses' stank
Black on black crimes it's all about the dividends
The government fed d**e to my hood to make us kill again
Fake D A feds on my f**kin' case
Just like the man f**k the yellow tape
I'm out on 50 g's and that's real
And the sucka that snitched on the P got his cap peeled