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[Havoc]
Yeah.. uh-huh Y`all niggaz ain`t ready to die Why the fuck they frontin like they is? [Prodigy] Aiyyo Dunn, aiyyo yo You could catch P laid back, in triple black trucks Or catch him swingin pain(?) bottles in the club Won`t catch me with the police without cuffs Can`t press me into no threatenin position Probably spot me, steppin out the tree spot tough Catch P fixin his pants, it`s cause of his gun You see the God, big ol` chains, but can`t stick him Cause they know I shoot niggaz like Slick Rick and them Source at the thug events, y`know we hittin them Caught him spendin fake hundreds at the bar, we was gettin them Drugs in my system, all types of shit Keeps me where I wanna be, don`t get me started on that Just peep how aggressive my niggaz is with this And check how we set up shop to get our chips Niggaz study our verse like college kids (word) We know you love our style, get off our dick (Yeah that`s right, uh-huh) [Chorus] [H] Y`all niggaz ain`t ready to die Why the fuck they frontin like they is? [P] Cause they wanna be like the reals And be amongst the thugs that do this for real [H] Y`all niggaz ain`t ready to die Why the fuck they frontin like they is? [P] Cause you wanna do it like Hav` And do it like P, but mad shit missin [Havoc] Y`all niggaz is pussy, and ain`t nothin gangsta in ya Rapid fire empty the clip, reload and continue If not anything else the four-pound`ll spin ya And end you where you stand (uh-huh) dead you cause I can Believe me my hammer don`t give a damn what you been through It`s a cold cold world, my whole life was a winter Never gave a fuck about the cold (nah) draped in thermal Don`t put your nose in things don`t concern you This grown man business, y`all niggaz so childish I`m in the cut, analyzin while you fools is wildin Pickin my mark, and I`ma clap my heat off the grip Murder so clean you can eat off the shit I`m a paranoid nigga, don`t get too close Or I might think you schemin on me, I`m cockin the toast The game cutthroat so I killed the ref Mobb fallin off, baby girl don`t hold your breath, breath (Yeah that`s right, uh-huh) [Chorus]
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