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{u. n. l. v.
Wusup! to my kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house
Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce

{tec-9}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em bleed to
Ya played with the tec-9 now ya yo last breath

Chorus: ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
Watch 'em to death
Ya played the lil' ya now ya takin' yo last breath

Chorus: {yella
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up
'em bleed to death
Ya with the yella boy now ya takin' yo last breath


I got to get my dash on my window is startin' to rumble
I look I see nigga's bustin' I'm out numbered
Try'na my head off, but I was kind of lucky
nigga's slipped, and they bustin', but couldn't get me
Had to put my carlo away got myself an forty-five
my nigga, who live close around the way
Now I got to that nigga, I'm gonna stalk that nigga
I'm gonna yo ass, how to keep the finger on the trigger
Like john wayne, I'm handy with the steel when time to kill
Man I handle my business on the real

ya}
Pop 'em up, pop 'em up, bullets at yo ass
Now it's time to make a third ward
But first me out motherfuckers and indorse yo word's
You me sick with all that hoe shit you got on
My nerves, I had to get my strap and go bam!
You say I'm insane, now it's to let my
nut's hang and spit on you nigga's
I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name
I'm the capital y-a the three u.n.l.v.
You on me, now I got to serve ya "g"
I can feel ya, look in my guaranteed you won't
See no disguise, 'cause I'm real no fuckin' boy in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "g"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't with the fake kind
is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo mind

{yella
Money in the power brand new eddie
Off up into day, I don't know why that shit was sour
You was supposed to be my hommie from the old
Another good guy gone bad in the game, that ain't cool
We used to play ball, back up in the park we was small
He saw me on the set, he told me to give him a call
I hit him all alone eight we supposed to meet
Claim he had dope, in the fuckin' street
He for three g's he hook me up real swell
I told him it was on the bin and I didn't know how I
We meet by the old dump, them people hot
Glad I had my pistol, when I left I dropped my
When I got there, he was ready to make the
Raise out my car, I hear some noise from the ditch
It was a nigger, try'na me, I'm smooth like a canon
I jetted off bustin', I'm a show 'em I'll be


Fool I here, not flew here and y'all bitches new here
You pulled out yo gun and use it, you lost yo self
I'm a take this nine, and empty the whole bitch
Sixteen up in that ass, one more ya hit the door
How many you know, rappin' fire up in luger
I haven't seen a nigga like cry before
You to run when ya hear the sound of my gun go
Bluka! bluka! like lil' g, y'all stop a killer
A drug dealer, a bitch stealer cap
I'm uptown for bein' realer then a
Twenty dollar bill with to make a peal
Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma to
Pop you up

ya}
Boom boom boom, the sound that you dead
With a bullet in yo motherfuckin'
I'm comin' hard out the motherfuckin' and yes
I'm poppin' these motherfuckers up and
know they can't handle me
Them nigga's bein' as a third ward "g"
Leave a nigga dead in a ditch, I leave you
Go to yo house and fuck yo bitch and yo family
With them in they eye's how did he die?
As cry, as they cry

{yella
Slicky grease I'm back, with my nigga's and they 'cause
You tried to take my life, to make yo fuckin' meal's stack
Seven guy's told me, yo first mind never leads you
Face to motherfucker, now you know it's on
The first time, I out like a fuckin' soldier
A sloppy job on yo car, I'm back like I told'cha
Yo buck, as you was talkin' on a pay phone
You tried to reach, it's to buckshot's in yo dome
Yo boy's froze in the car in a state of
Tec got the tec and got to poppin' till he empty the
I'm not the one, we shit up and outie see
'cause we violatin' out of our
But when we come, we gonna and get the job done
Fuck all that figurin' and frontin' and up if ya want some
We 'em bleedin', start to greetin' back stabbin' bitch
The war is on, so it on 'cause next's on the list
The rest of you worker's stand with that funny shit

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