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I roll thru the block 45 strapped deep
6 blades 2 clips to bring hell to enemies god brought me in to survive on the streets heavy artillery u could say im blessed wit heat phoe town native all across the wicked west 2 survive in the hood put your fate to the test and when it goes down shoot'em up wit the tec cuz wit the tec nine u dont disrespect the law shuts us down but they cant take us out we the most hated the soldiers of the brown its an everyday battle wit the cops in my town take out the semi autos and kill'em all out this is lyrikal assassination kill'em wit no warning wit my glock in my hand and my old english forty bring k nine out to face death when they near me thro shots at the cops until everyone dies around me im satans spawn brought here to kill niggaz i start my workday by pullin my trigga finga the gun dont give a fuck if the bullets hit ya the fully loaded tec nine is the real killa |
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