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Cover your dome or feel the motherfuckin glock

The problem child is in the house Im lettin off shots

Biggedy bang biggedy bang hit them motherfuckers dead

Im down on this track and Im about to get wreck

Im comin like a hustla never comin busta

Blastin around you hoes screamin "die motherfucka"

Never showin mercy cause that shit is for the weak

I ? put my glock and knock that nigga off his feet

A young nigga judge says Im bigger

Step up with that bullshit and Im a greet you with this trigger

Blastin all you hoes to let you know how it feels

Fuckin with the 5th ward psycho get your fuckin dome peeled

Motherfucker bring it on

Seagram:

Its the seagster the major leagesta

Bitch deceiver nigga life or leaver

Oakland, hustler never been a buster

Make way for the nine try Im comin motherfucker

Straight from the 6-9 the final line village

Doin more damage than an exxon spillage

Uh coward and thats that

Im known to pack a gat and put heads on flap

No rehabilitating my trigger

Take a nigga out the ghetto but you cant take the ghetto out the nigga

Aint nothin changed since the 70s

Im hellbound bitch my life aint never been heavenly

Never slippin porno a nigga dont laugh

Game tight replace a niggas nights with a toe tag

Fazoo his ass and a zigga Im the founder

Stackin up bodies like jeffery dahlmer

Oh here comes the flow

Watch me as I tip toe to a niggas window with my m-6-0

Puttin motherfuckers out they misery

And watchin the murders reanacted on unsolved mysteries

Trick, coward ass pussy ass faggot

Six feet deep is where you sleep with the worms and the maggots

Nigga cant harm me

Rap-a-lot army comin like desert storm

Youve been warned but if you still want some nigga bring it on

Bandaid bandit of too much trouble:

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