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Murder Inc, Thugged Out, Franchise
Funk Flex, Big Dog Pitbulls
Two Surburbans in the fuckin' house
'Cause Funk Flex and N.O.R.E. are killin' 'em out there
Scream at ya boy

Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas
And pat Max in the back of the ax with black niggas
Or Ricans with Doricans cause nigga I fit
You see I'm half fuckin' black and motherfuckin' Spic
You shoulda learned a long time ago

Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
How I hit a nigga up
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Nigga's fam's worried

You see the Smirnoff and Cranberry
My shots comin' in threes like Maulberry
Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act
When my shot guns are erased they stomachin' back

Call me Jose most shoot outs most guns
Most these niggas just mostly run
You see I'm back spittin' still cookin' in the kitchen
I'm still a chief ain't a fuckin' gram missin'

Nigga's outta order yo but shit gon' change
How they life gettin' shorter like Mr. T. James

It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn

Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn

Yo, yo the core ID is fucked up I can't see the number
Feelin' like Stevie Wonder the hood took my under
I miss my niggas I wanna see 'em
All my nigga's that's dead is layin' in Mallaciums

For my nigga's that locked up the same shit
I told y'all niggas I'd hold y'all niggas through all this
Picture us goin' all legit we're all this
Line 'em up get 'em all together they're all missed

All my niggas we starvin and waitin
Take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason
Better off strong face drop to the pavement
In 2000 I don't get along with niggas

That's why you never hear me on a song with the niggas
Just my clip roll strong with the niggas
And wait 'til we see you it's on with you niggas
And I could just slap y'all go on with you niggas

It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn

Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn
Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'
Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn

Big dog big bulls, Funk Flex, Big Cap, Cipher Sounds
Mr. C Johnny Walkorette, BJ Cayorie
Frank Junga Corea, The Funk Regulator, C-note
Keep it gator and keep it global
SP killa this shit is fuckin' ugly
Cut this shit off it's a fuckin' wrap
Murder Inc, Thugged Out, Franchise   Funk Flex, Big Dog Pitbulls   Two Surburbans in the fuckin' house   'Cause Funk Flex and N.O.R.E. are killin' 'em out there   Scream at ya boy      Yo me and Pun used to slap niggas   And pat Max in the back of the ax with black niggas   Or Ricans with Doricans cause nigga I fit   You see I'm half fuckin' black and motherfuckin' Spic   You shoulda learned a long time ago      Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   How I hit a nigga up   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   Nigga's fam's worried      You see the Smirnoff and Cranberry   My shots comin' in threes like Maulberry   Wanna see how these fake niggas'll act   When my shot guns are erased they stomachin' back      Call me Jose most shoot outs most guns   Most these niggas just mostly run   You see I'm back spittin' still cookin' in the kitchen   I'm still a chief ain't a fuckin' gram missin'      Nigga's outta order yo but shit gon' change   How they life gettin' shorter like Mr. T. James      It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn      Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn      Yo, yo the core ID is fucked up I can't see the number   Feelin' like Stevie Wonder the hood took my under   I miss my niggas I wanna see 'em   All my nigga's that's dead is layin' in Mallaciums      For my nigga's that locked up the same shit   I told y'all niggas I'd hold y'all niggas through all this   Picture us goin' all legit we're all this   Line 'em up get 'em all together they're all missed      All my niggas we starvin and waitin   Take a nigga hockey mask off like Jason   Better off strong face drop to the pavement   In 2000 I don't get along with niggas      That's why you never hear me on a song with the niggas   Just my clip roll strong with the niggas   And wait 'til we see you it's on with you niggas   And I could just slap y'all go on with you niggas      It's the bass and the music that'll make you jump it go   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   Don't be actin' like a punk before we put you in the trunk you goin'   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn      Or actin' wild like the hill with my hand on the pump it go   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn   Fuck it we gettin' drunk and smokin' that skunk goin'   Tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn, tudunn      Big dog big bulls, Funk Flex, Big Cap, Cipher Sounds   Mr. C Johnny Walkorette, BJ Cayorie   Frank Junga Corea, The Funk Regulator, C-note   Keep it gator and keep it global   SP killa this shit is fuckin' ugly   Cut this shit off it's a fuckin' wrap