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Run up in ya house Gun up in they mouth I don't know what all them know tears about Better tell lil Charlie and Sabrina pipe down Before they get wipe down With the 45 pipe right now Ima hogg for the currency I'll burn you with the burner, nigga no 3rd degree Bitch ass nigga is you learning me Where ya other lil bastard at, fuck it the bitch ain't no concern to me Even on trigger lock Randy Manigga don't stop Let it pop About my guap Shoot you in ya top Nigga really iz a chemical baby Thinking you can run off with my doe, nigga iz you crazy Kept it Solid with you in any event Yousa bitch Kruger with the Ruger, Randy Makaveli But its Murder on my mind, no thug life across the belly Bitch nigga you been chefin on the low But I'm chef curry from blocks away hoe No free throws Fortified With That forty five Leave Brianna mortified Pussy niggaz get shot down Currency, bitch nigga shut down Pussy niggaz get shot down Currency bitch ass nigga can get popped right now A divorce in life Is a divorce from life Darren can play the guitar at your funeral Then between you, your kids and ex wife I'll use your caskets as toilets, communal Shitted on em, that's life Bitch its business as usual Situations be critical Cut deep like a cuticle Fuck me, feelings mutual I don't take shit personal Put bitch niggaz in a hearse ya know I heard all your albums and mixtapes, you the worse I know Sneak dissin me Cant do a album without mentioning me I would've been popped you but you 82 seconds away from snitching see Ain't no nigga ever wrote for me Faggot ass nigga you and yo brother can get burnt out This Melrose via PTB, bitch nigga you better learn about me Don't doubt me Don't crowd me Cause ill man down heem Them niggaz hit you once, I'll double back This Melrose whats fuckin with that Don't doubt me Don't crowd me Man down man down, double back double back Don't fuck with rats No rat write my raps Bitch niggaz take dirt napz Do Burch niggaz really defend that Pretend that you a factor A don? Nigga you a actor Ain't no tears in my memory Check the lost files Say goodbye to the rap game Lame ass nigga talkin bout No handouts I know it ain't, to busy getting shot on your own block bitch nigga I don't know what it is about me Bitch niggaz love to doubt me But trust and believe my nigga randy is astounding And sars beats is pounding If you a op Get mopped Popped Molly wopped Sucka niggaz we clowning I'm wet nigga, these hoes drowning Tupac and scarface on these hating ass niggaz cuz they frowning