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Krayzie:
I say the war shouldn't stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott.
Nigga, the war shouldn't stop until these muthafuckin' cops body rott.
Krayzie:
We paper-chasers, smokin' blunts. you'll never find a thuggish bunch of niggas like us [like us]. don't be so quick to test us.
I'll be annoyed, and might bust. i'm a have to talk to eazy through the ouija, so i can see if maybe he can tell me why your
Hatin' on me, bitin' on me, why you want me to show a nigga leatherface indeed. don't fuck around, nigga. he's a real
Buck-'em-down nigga. muthafuck rappin', how about fuckin' with me now, nigga? niggas get your checks from your broads,
Get high, then your broads sneak your keys from ya niggas and ride. everybody wanna party, even the niggas with the
Problem. made-nigga, we done solve 'em, 'cause, bitch, we'll squash 'em. don't know me, fuck you, when you got beef, but