[Bizzy Bone (whispering)]
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Shut up nigga...Shut the fuck up nigga
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Here they come...Here they come
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Here they come nigga...Duck down nigga duck down
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[Dogs barking]
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[Cop]
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there they are
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[Bizzy]
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Shit..come on nigga come on
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nigga run for it nigga make..
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[Cop]
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Freeze motherfucker!
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[Bizzy]
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Shit...
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[Gunshot]
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[Chorus]
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[Bizzy Bone]
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I'm lil' ripsta, im...
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[Krayzie Bone]
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Leather face comin' to kill them at night
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[Bizzy]
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Die Die Die
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[Krayzie]
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so we buck them studio thugstas I'm...
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[Bizzy]
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willing and ready to ride
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[Krayzie Bone]
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I pop pop droppin' them niggas with the glock gun
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Nigga, you best start run, duckin' the shotgun
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leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
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One eighty seven lesson and we done told ya
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you fuckin' with Bone you better believe we livin' like soldiers
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We lovin' that thugsta shit so nigga just throw your pumps in the air
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Then you pump pump put one in a coppa like ya just don't care
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You don't wanna fuck with you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga
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Better check my manuscript
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drugdealer, killa, cabbage peeler
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Thug with Lil' Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some
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Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone
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Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong leave 'em alone til' it be on
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Krayzie put on one in your dome
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and nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong so go on
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Cause nigga the sawed-off ain't full of shit
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Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man
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They givin' me what me need man when I light my blunt
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fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke smoke
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get paid good so we gonna blaze good
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So come to The Land where all the thugs be real
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Them St. Claire niggas they ain't no joke
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so catch a slug or chill nigga
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[Chorus]
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[Cop]
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Lie down with your hands behind your back
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[Gun being cocked]
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[Bizzy Bone]
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Naw bitch you lie your funky ass on the ground..now
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[News Reporter]
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This seemingly routine investigation
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had become a horrible nightmare..
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[Bizzy]
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Running with gats and bats
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so nigga don't test rest or you get a peeled cap
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pap pap that pump better check that gun
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for a nigga done get that skull cracked
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Lil' Rip done rolled up
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the bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up
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Let's swerve to the birds set up a hold up
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so many bodies me blowed up
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Nuts bucks and guts nigga mistakin' them balls for dogs
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All niggas'll get mauled no thing to pick up a pump
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and people know ya and never hold ya especially when them rolls up
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Bet I bringin' in them guns run a thug get low down
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You don't wanna get nutted cause' nigga you gonna get bloody
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once you see the braids and skully
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Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely
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What is it in ya? deep in the dead when we get fried
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POD when I comes to ride
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Creep but you sleep and then fall in the night
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once inside forgettin' about remorse your curse will ride
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cry now when you're ready to lie down
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when I'm weak in a mental state
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Somebody gonna die now
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meanwhile swerve to the burbs
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[Witness 1]
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Man he just all of a sudden just jumped out of a window
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I didn't know what was goin' on I'm just walkin' by
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Just got a bottle of wine..
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I was just walkin' by
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and all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
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(And that was it.) I don't know?
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[Witness 2]
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Well I saw his wife begging him
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and she said "don't jump" and he did
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[Reporter 2]
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Did you know the guy?
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[Witness 3]
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He sure had a problem
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That's all I could tell ya
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[Witness 4]
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All I seen was them put the lady in a police car
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and take her I guess it was his wife
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Die Die Die
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