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Intro * Lyrics by Fatal

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[After about a minute of mixing] 
[Bomb explosions, gun shots] 
(You know what you be?) 
[Fatal] 
You be like the type that come at me 
And shoot one at me, 
Tryna set it, 
Then get another nigga to dead it 
Outlaws we 'trol heat 
Ya cold feet remain frozen 
As Hussein show thieves 
That got our own name stolen 
I'm Hussein, 
Flyin' down 95 in two lanes 
Wearin' fitted and blue chain 
The one out of these two thangs 
Hustle or be hustled, 
Tussle and these tough 
They sheaths hunt you down 
When you around and ya knees buckle 
Popped up, whopped up, glock cocked up 
An' got ya cop shot up, 
Came to shook shop up 
I took money, gave 'em horror 
Recruit crooks for me 
Keep my finger on strap, 
'Til the gat looked ugly 
I mash fast illy 
G-packers get bagged silly 
We pack mac millis 
You know the science for that 
These niggas tryna rap 
When I spit it like I'm committed 
Wid triple and double digits 
Bag whatever bubble wid it 
All y'all gon' do is be talkin' while I walk 
Wid the war you ball way 
Either way you playin' ya partner 
Watch me bop down ya block 
Wid my suit and chocolates 
On some Deathrow Pac shit 
Outlaw Khadaf shit, I got this, 
I let you know you playin' yourself 
Ain't seein' a damn bit ah coke 
You might be bangin' yaself 
Talk that crew shit, 
I'm knowin' already who ain't gon' do shit, 
Pack one nasty new wid, a lil' bit of blue shit 
Confucious, run deep from Jerz, 
Right off clue shit 
Makaveli shit still bangin' 
Y'all shoulda knew this 
Y'all niggas gon' ride or die

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