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18.Shoot 'em Up

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Krayzie:
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up.
Twelve gauges bust up in ya. playa haters, we be quick to pin
ya.
You know we know you don't wanna roll,
'cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya. oh,
yeah.

Layzie:
Right off the jump, ooh, now i gotsta let you know when you see
me runnin', rollin' with them big shotguns, and we deep when we
creep, never sleepin' and we droppin' them whammies on fools,
who
Get dumb and numb. now, that you know like that. these niggas
come around; they don't know how to act. in fact, i'm at the
track in the back with a couple of my cats in the hood, smokin'
wee
Up to no good, red dog in the trunk, and we rollin' that. bang
or slang. now bail on over to your thugs, so me and the rest of
these thugs can marinade, marinade. we straight. get high, so
That's how my mental, that's how my mental state is like.
parlay, parlay, like everyday. don't think i don't pin playa
hation ya, but ya better pinnin' yourself, or contend with the
m-11, .35
Omatic weapons from my shelf. the niggas wanna take my health
and wealth, check yourself, tryin' to contend, but they couldn't
win. you took it to the head with a fifth of hen, now we in a
red
-hundred benz, oh, we roll, r
Oll. drop the top, and lock the locks, cock the glock, 'bout to
hit this corner, livin' like a thug on the real. who's stronger
when i put it on ya, on ya? all playa haters goners.

Krayzie:
Murder, mo murda, mo murda, mo murda them all. they fall. they
fall. buck. buck. oh, yeah. niggas--they get it then pissed off,
and a, and a to fuck with the wrong muthafuckas. they fall
K) when we buck, bitch, ooh, we got somethin' to put you back
into your trunk quick. hey, that fo'-fo' magnum, gon' handle
'em, ain't no nigga badder, .357 put that ass on the mat,
execution, i
E shootin' while you runnin' off at your mouth. you plot me,
'cause you watch me, watch me, watch me. my nigga, we know what
you're thinkin' 'bout, but bitch, if you run up and try me, i'm
com
P outta my shit with some shit that be keepin' you runnin' and
wonderin' what have i got to make sure they lit him up good. and
Ers and po-po--yeah, that's the clair. bone runnin' back to mo',
and that's cleveland, cleveland. you know we thuggin' and
theivin', theivin'. if somebody got beef, we got millions done
made.
Ollin' thug records for ya, s
Ee my nigga, we com with nothin' to lose. and bitch, if ya try
me, (...?...) all those bloody bodies, tryin' to get outta the
room. if i could just look up and see haters dyin' [-yin'
-yin']a
Ip up my mind, and whenever you think i'm quiet, i get plots on
the riot, riot--bang. that's way ya get 'em, man:[get 'em, man;
get 'em, man.]sneak up on 'em, and you kill 'em, and they won'
K with ya no more. you havin' a party, and the weed goin' up in
your body. smokers, chill. my niggas, gotta get me sloppy. high,
oh, so, so high.
Wish:
Come on, come on, don't be shy. let's get high.
Krayzie:
We got the herb.
Wish:
If you want some, want some. we got weed indeed. you need some,
need some? aw, yeah. i know this just might sound crazy, but
lately gotta roll with my gun, 'cause the haters they hate me,
wa
Urt that nigga, bone. niggas somehow, someway get paid, and quit
playa hatin'. that buck to the bang, everything i got, i got
'cause we rhyme, thai rhyme. had to thug it out, but it came in
t
Just in time. and you give it to me, my thugs gon' give it you,
so either way we go about this goes, somebody's head gon' get
blown. bone gon' on with your bad self, hey, hey, hey, blowin'
up
Face with your pistols and get with that buck to the bang, bang,
bang. nigga wanna roll with bone, it's on, 'cause nigga, we
cool, we cool. don't forget:playa haters get that buck to the
ban
Up in that body. got 'em, got 'em. we won't be slippin'. we just
might be peepin' you all the time. i'm comin'. i'm gunnin', and
i put that on the double nine.

Bizzy:
Shoot 'em up always, hate when i break you off and you loss and
make it look to (?). let there be coffins for all of your
offspring, now. let there be coffins for all of your offspring
for the
Ce on the corner, creepin' up, here comes them soldiers pullin'
up, better watch one of them st. clair niggas. put it in a
gutter, better (often) and doze ya. really know ya should'na let
me j
' up out your shit, you runnin' with a gang of bitches for you,
ready when i'm ready to do it you. it in my thang but a buck,
buck is small change, it's off in ten to say that they niggas
was b
Ittin', and the bizzy maintain. nigga, this the northcoast
homie. that city where the st. clair niggas sell dope. i hear
police. roll deep in the set, see none of us scared, and we show
that
On, bitch. bang. you feel the pitch of my trigger finger's a
bitch. i done put it down with-a my click, and stood on my own,
and (kill flesh). and i rest on the nine, i'll be fuckin' with y
Slangin' my dogs, and 'em al
L niggas been (?) little bizzy, but it's all good, i still ball.
and i know when ya roll, i'm snatchin' your souls with the bone,
we can show it, and since i'm a flow, and it's all of y'all re
My niggas, i figured i'd let 'em all know it. playas takin' up
off the style; well, if you think i'm scared, you (dead wrong)
did you think when i break you down.

Krayzie:
Shoot, shoot, shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up. shoot 'em up.
Twelve gauges bust up in ya. playa haters, we be quick to pin
ya.
You know we know you don't wanna roll,
'cause when we give it to ya, we're gonna bring it to ya. oh,
yeah.