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Where it at Where it atUhh[repeat 3x][Verse 1]Ohh you rhyme witta slur and sum shots in his faceHe rhyme witta slur tryna sound like ma$eListened to his tape, this lil' nigga used to sound like CaseMaybe I'm juss killin, maybe he juss snitchinSee it a whole lot different from my cell in ClintonWhat I see is straight bug, straight thoroYea he be a killa, you kill wit bugsRather look at the facts not the hypeLike who got shot and who got knifedWho keep gettin struck, but don't neva strikeHope the beef go away but the feds indictI know yo card nigga, it's so clearYou juss wanna sell record you don't want warfareYou don't wanna ride you wanna get rich and hideThese niggaz would've died if they shot me nine timesHey it's juss for the recordTake this mob shit serious, please respect it[Hook]And there go the shots stay rippin 'em apartCuz it's a blood comin outta his heartIt's murdaaahhh bloody homicide is what they cryWhen they losin' their lifeWhen muhfuckaz ask me how I sleep at nightPretty cold witta slug with my heat held tightPray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels likeIt's my work by the surf when they turn off the lights[Verse 2]You ain't kill Yamo 'cause if you didWhy you ain't get the kid that ordered the hitYou know I know, that if you liveThat shit that you spit, somebody got somebodySomebody got jumped, somebody got cutYoo pac's a nigga, nobody got shotNobody got flushed, you screamin what whatOkay okay killa you's a slutThink about it, enoughs enoughsI'm tryna show 'em who's whoAnd what is whatI mean how can I respect youWhen them niggaz that left you ain't none of 'em blessed you(not one body)You know where they are, where they performBust yo gun, stop makin songsPlease no more ghetto quranYou got money now it's time to bombAnd that's juss from the topTake this mob shit serious please respect itAnd there go the shots stay rippin 'em apartCuz it's a blood comin outta his heart [X2][Verse 3]Death of perfection as I move witout motionAin't no nigga in this game doin the shit that I'm quotin'Take a good look 'cause you'll neva a see enough of meMight be sum otha g's tryna trace n color meBut I believe in the ways of oldSlice a fools throat tryna tell on poThat shouldn't exist, fuckin snitchCut of his dick, put it on his lipsYou really think I was gon' let you slideFuckin wit me you must be outcho mindYou really think jail was gon' make things rightNigga I will shoot you till you lose yo lifeI was mindin' my own, word got back, niggaz talkin bout poI was like ohh, god must be ready fo this nigga to go (bye bye bye bye)Gangland this is the mobYou got yo break come finish yo jobJuss don't get the feds involvedAnd I'mma reunite you wit yo momsRipI guess this ain't juss musicCuz jail only made me much mo' ruthless (nigga)And the bitch nigga knew thisThat's why he tryed to sign me to g-unit (naaw)Tell 'em how you made me offers(I don't want that blood I'mma godfather)Jumped on every street cornerHurts yo heart that you don't get that honorThe feds I paid fo that10 years up topI sell 'em much shopBoth of ya was bloodTook the bus wit cuzWent gun fo gunI earned my lugYou, you juss patheticYou neva bg, despite yo effortsTake this mob shit serious, you gon' respect itTha's juss fo the record[Hook]And there go the shots stay rippin 'em apartCuz it's a blood comin outta his heartIt's murdah bloody homicide is what they cryWhen they losin' their lifeWhen muhfuckaz ask me how I sleep at nightPretty good witta slug and my heat me tightPray to god while I'm gone, is what underneath feels likeIt's my work by the surf when they turn out the lightturn out the lights lightsturn out the light [4X]

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