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feat. Khujo, T-Mo, Witchdoctor, Big Rube
Yeaaah (Yeah)
You see the stars
You know the names
Hoody Hooo!!
[Hook - All] 2x
These Dungeon Ratz on your God damn ass
Comin through like a shotgun blast..BOAW!!
These Dungeon Ratz on your God damn ass
Comin through like a shotgun blast..BOAW!!
[Witchdoctor]
{*gun fires*}
Lead scatter, bloody red-head shatter, mind over matter
You ain't rich with it, what'chu jack for
Seventeen bullets on my 'ackdoor
Dread's who meet my .44
Aye but we rich for no war, Witch start somethin,
somethin twiver come and bail from her
Move ya feet, stock ya documents
Cuz these jails full of occupants
Smoked out rhyme, my nigga in the bushes with the dime
Done ya charges and crime
Everybody contributed, when police lights flash
Feel like death be drivin my head, lookin right and left
Nigga wanna be so hard, just spendin nights (These Dungeon Ratz..)
ain't like a dope charge, locked up like Tokhar
You got some niggas in yo' backyard, trappin its heart now
(These Dungeon Ratz.. Haha!)
247 you gotta dodge cops, plus the haters strapped with glocks
A science to get paper, a science to keep this paper
[Backbone]
On this microphone, known to handle my business
Get up every mornin and go to bed, quote a life sentence
Bare witness cuz I don't play no kind of games wit 'em
I hit 'em like automatic trigger-play (Blah..blah..)
I keep 'em runnin, niggas bustin from every which-a-way
Deadly venom, get in 'em, tell 'em what that nigga say
You heard it, he quote a fly conversation
The FUCK you thank, this First Generation
Believe me Jack, we made from scratch
That killa cascade'll lay y'all ass flat
We, tote t