Yo, ice, the organization say they cant stay in business with us any Longer. what you gonna do?
We always knew we were gonna come to this point sooner or later... we have Absolutely no option but to move forward. well have to set up our own Distribution, manufacturing, run a totally indipendent organization and Operation. we still got our connections in texas, miami, new york, chicago, Detroit and soldiers on the street willing to die. I cant put any cut on The product... I just cant live like that. but from now on if any cops Get in our way... (3 gunshots)
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Turn up the mic, dog So I can get off Find me charlton heston and we might Cut his head off Im not to be fucked with Step in the range of my guage and get bucked quick Niggas, hoes, I dont know who you are My friends or foes Smile in my face And plot to kill me behind doors I got a new attitude No trust Got me in a corner All a nigga can do is bust It may be you Theres gonna be a lot of dead before Im through Im bout to break off niggas who play me and dis me Try to switch from side to side like the ? ? ? ? ? ? The damage is done Source magazine Youre the first one You try to dis chuck, cube and me How the fuck you pick us 3? You punk motherfuckers aint shit Youre just a bunch of hoes Makin money off the pros And when I see I get you in my sights I give yo ass a story to write Cause its on
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Its on motherfucker And you cant turn the shit off Catch you in the streets and your assll get tossed Bang! bang! bang! cause it aint no thang To put in work and watch your head burst
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A lot of fans aint shiy Let me repeat: A lot of fans aint shiy Quick to flip if our group dont hit That dont make you nothin but a pop ho bitch And I dont need ya I love to bleed ya All I ever wanted was a real niggas praise But the sad motherfuckin fact Is that aint that many real motherfuckers these days Game knows game I know too many who plays the name And I can make it in the music or the street game I still got hoes thatll work Still got crews thatll work Still roll with an extra clip And those who think theyll stop me Doubt it Those motherfuckers better think about it Youd besta let me rap Ice back on the streets? You dont want that Cause I break ill And you really ? ? ?
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Its on motherfucker And you cant turn the shit off Catch you in the streets and your assll get tossed Bang! bang! bang! cause it aint no thing To put in work and watch your body jerk
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Its on motherfucker You goddamn right its on My royalty cheque Yeah, fool, I write my own I own my own label Put my own shit out So no one tells me what the fuck to talk about And all the suckas that said I was through: You need to wake up to my view Im fallen off Ha! ha! thats a joke! You motherfuckers are still unknown and broke And Im stankin rich My fuckin maid lives better than you, bitch So shut your trap When it comes to this level of game You dont know jack Cia Fbi Irs Try to ? ? ? for sweat But theyll never sweat you son Cause youre broke And youre dumb And youre no threat to no one Them fools dont play I gotta deal with those motherfuckers every day Theyd love to get me behind bars They hawk a nigga like Im carlos escobar But in a way I am Been puttin dope on the street for years And dont give a damn So Im thinkin about them, friend The real motherfuckin gangstas wanna see me end Its gonna end up in a bloodbath No doubt Thats the only way Im going out
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Its on motherfucker And you cant turn the shit off Catch you in the streets and your assll get tossed Bang! bang! bang! cause it aint no thing To put in work and watch your head burst
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