(feat. Havoc, Tradegy Khadafi) [Chorus: Havoc] Yo, parole violating fugitives on the run, son Live by the gun, son, die by the gun, son We can make it happen if we want to Jakes'll get that ass quick if they really want you. [Noreaga] Capone, you stay on street, and keep the cipher complete 2 5 circle, caught you snitching now we hurt you Fake Scarface, coming out your mouth all loose He think he thugging it, ice mugging it ‘Cause he drugging it My rap loop, I still shoot Ask Iraq (Lefrak), you better bust back, Keep it like that Real fact - my life revolve around gat The heat is god Guard me, like bodyguard TNT, ESPN, CNN We each bring 10, stick em up and break wind Pumps he rule, run through, yo god - you I got God-U, for him and you Greg Tate(asshole), leave his mouth taped Eliminate, news on BET, got pictures of me Killer ki, the F.B.I. scanned the blocks Use photography, want me and my team out the country(stay low) Kilargo, shipped the cargo, back to Vehardo In P.R., kid I came home on my C R, Crisis, 2-5-to, we rock ices, Castro castrate, put the bogie out in his face Leave him scraped, you fake nigga move fake In Lefrak we regulate...what, what, what, buck-buck, what [Chorus: Havoc] [Tradegy Khadafi] Khadafi L-I-C, that ol' fly shit Coming from the Bridge, Kuwait, do or die shit Jose Luis and Iraq recognize it, You get laced before the jakes realize it Guerrilla form all in your dorm Don't be surprised, kid, Weak trick - go ‘head and snitch like your man did War Report, cut ya life short Babe Ruth niggas ain't ready for blood sport Yo we masked up, pointing the heat Duct taping her, gag her mouth so she can't scream Start [raping her - backwards masked] Camcorder, you won't miss it ‘cause we taping her... Fed Ex, you got the tape next day in the mail Now you organize your team with gats, ready to bail But you 180, my reactions 360 You ass-betting, know where I'll be So come get me Khadafi, gun-play Artie Clay, use illegal aid Tryin to go to trial with the DA What!
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Havoc, Tradegy Khadafi) [Chorus: Havoc] Yo, parole violating fugitives on the run, son Live by the gun, son, die by the gun, son We can make it happen if we want to Jakes'll get that ass quick if they really want you. [Noreaga] Capone, you stay on street, and keep the cipher complete 2 5 circle, caught you snitching now we hurt you Fake Scarface, coming out your mouth all loose He think he thugging it, ice mugging it ‘Cause he drugging it My rap loop, I still shoot Ask Iraq (Lefrak), you better bust back, Keep it like that Real fact - my life revolve around gat The heat is god Guard me, like bodyguard TNT, ESPN, CNN We each bring 10, stick em up and break wind Pumps he rule, run through, yo god - you I got God-U, for him and you Greg Tate(asshole), leave his mouth taped Eliminate, news on BET, got pictures of me Killer ki, the F.B.I. scanned the blocks Use photography, want me and my team out the country(stay low) Kilargo, shipped the cargo, back to Vehardo In P.R., kid I came home on my C R, Crisis, 2-5-to, we rock ices, Castro castrate, put the bogie out in his face Leave him scraped, you fake nigga move fake In Lefrak we regulate...what, what, what, buck-buck, what [Chorus: Havoc] [Tradegy Khadafi] Khadafi L-I-C, that ol' fly shit Coming from the Bridge, Kuwait, do or die shit Jose Luis and Iraq recognize it, You get laced before the jakes realize it Guerrilla form all in your dorm Don't be surprised, kid, Weak trick - go ‘head and snitch like your man did War Report, cut ya life short Babe Ruth niggas ain't ready for blood sport Yo we masked up, pointing the heat Duct taping her, gag her mouth so she can't scream Start [raping her - backwards masked] Camcorder, you won't miss it ‘cause we taping her... Fed Ex, you got the tape next day in the mail Now you organize your team with gats, ready to bail But you 180, my reactions 360 You ass-betting, know where I'll be So come get me Khadafi, gun-play Artie Clay, use illegal aid Tryin to go to trial with the DA What!
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