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Kill one of them wise guys, you gotta kill a hundred
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They just keep coming after you.....
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[Verse: Ransom]
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I done broke bread with some niggas, read from like every book
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At the end of the day I'm still gon' be a petty crook
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In the kitchen with bricks, Ran is a deadly cook
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Got these fiends running through they lines like Reggie Bush
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Your favorite rapper is dope but still very puss
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Leave him in the woods, body parts in like every bush
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That's how the dessi look, the world already shook
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I'm running with Saddam and we gunning down every bush
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I use to hustle scag now I'm in the cut with Fab
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Trynna get a couple jags, money in a duffle bag
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I never fuck with fags, make em all suffer bad
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Slugs from that dirty shot gun that'll crush your abs
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I got a bodega flow, it's sort of new
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Spit like some barbecue seeds and a quarter juice
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You just a soft excuse, see me in a flossy coupe
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Thug motivation, I'll show you how to get off the stoop
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You better call a truce
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This ain't a basketball court but if you play with good D then I'm force to shoot
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They use to call me brute, now I'm just awfully cute
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Couple whips in the back, it's like I played a part roots
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I gotta roll the dice. Got a heart cold as ice
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You hearing these bars and you living through a solider's life
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You got a piece of the pie, need to control the slice
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Before I catch you slipping in your car like Obie Trice
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[Verse 2: Fabolous]
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Got a little money, little respect, even a little power earned
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Since the day the first album turned and the towers burned
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Now I'm letting sour burn, waiting 'til it's our turn
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And I keep squeezing 'til them coward learn how it burn
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When I'm behind the mic, you know it's thirty thou' I earn
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And I might say some crazy shit like Howard Stern
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I'm guilty for letting Gallardo horse power burn
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Otherwise you can't judge me, the court's now adjourned
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I'm slamming the gavel, Lambo to travel nigga
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It fucks the streets up, damage the avenue nigga
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The hammer will have you dancing like Hammer on gravel
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And you know the pump-action of the gauge
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I moonwalk 'em back like Michael Jackson on the stage
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The niggas that do it will be a fraction of your age
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I keep the toys washed, the boys harsh
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I can get the boys squashed without crossing the George Wash
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I do the twenty and ??? one take a guess
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Rock one of Jacob's best, let the sun take a rest
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Son make 'em stressed like the cops on him
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Run up to your pops, warn him, while I got the drop on him
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I'll put your seed in a bag, you know, popcorn him
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Tell him you can't sell unless it's purple tops on them
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I'll puts some guap on him and friend will maybe find him in a dumpster
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Like they did Brenda's baby
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[Verse 3: Paul Cain]
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I'm deeper than the North Atlantic, my bars done caused a panic
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Every jail, up north, I ran it like a beast I dig in beats
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Y'all know the kid ??? stretch a lot a ???
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It's a dirty game and we playing in the this bitch for keeps
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I don't do shit discrete, cock sucker, this the streets
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Two young guns with me and I don't mean Chris and Neef
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Adrenaline junky, live for beef
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If you don't your shit split, you getting pistol whipped until you missing teeth
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And trust if we meet, everybody here deceased
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You might as well die with them, you know you gon' miss your peeps
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Check my resume, my background official, chief
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It's fact, I kill all raps, you can ask Pistol Pete
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5-k-1 killer, I don't just disown a snitch
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Load the clips, blow the blitz, from long dis' blow a kiss
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Even if you know you about to blow the 24 the ???
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Where I'm from you carry the load, you ain't suppose to bitch
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That's why I watch who I'm around when I pose for flicks
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And I don't talk none of my business around these nosey chicks
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I control the strip, potent shit, my soliders pitch
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I got what you need whether you pop, shoot, smoke or sniff
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Everybody claims they sold it all from o's to bricks
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But if you ask around the hood, they never even sold a nick
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I hear these other clowns bragging about they blowin chips
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But in the club they don't know the difference between Mo' and Cris
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There's no rapper coming close to this
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Nigga all I smoke is piff, it's pure fuego in every vocal spit
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A hundred thou' rap both my wrists
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These new comers talking about they run Brooklyn like me and Fab don't exist
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You wanna hold something, hold my dick
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You ain't gotta like me, I know your sick
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Number 1 soloist
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Nigga
Ransom & Fabolous - Bars R' Us
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