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Lyrics
We gonna get em ya see, im down with young eaz
Ya gonna have ta roll da dough, cuz we came for da cheeze/
Ballin with some fast rims dawg, put ya car in a dough-nut
Rollin down da hood with eaz, without a beef and no-rut/
Equip with tecs and glocs, infra red beams to direct shots
Ya whole crew is a target, we'll shoot ya off da block spot/
We gonna ignitin-the-flame, turnin this into hot- sh**
Speedin while im fightin-this-game, punched if ya not-quick/
Seein eaz down da block, knows I'm always down to ride
Lookin at wat ya eight, starin' down the barrel of my nine/
Cut ya open n make ya look black and red like checkers
Im startin ta see polka-dots, i smoke-alot makin records/
Ia€™m shooting to the top, best believe Ia€™ve got rifle-stocked
Ima champion boxer, goin for dat one last title-shot/
Ya dont wanna double cross, there'll be a gun-to-ya-back
Speedin wit a context ticket, cuz ya jus runnin-ya-trap/
From da first to da last, im back with dat chance
Ya might be able jus to see, but this gonna be jus a glance/
Jus like my gun, draws and pops yall gonna finish
Sear¢hin for the end, like this was a run-on senten¢e/
Sayin youa€™ll blaze a nine, im jus feelin-ya-bluff
Sayin youa€™ll smoke wit a glock, but still-not-a-puff/
To da block and to da streets, its still one-in-da-same
Ya n*** s be frontin, but they aint nuthin-but-lame/
Test me with da skillz, cuz yo I kno-my- sh**
They dona€™t come wit a crew, cuz I own-they-clique/
We gon rob this place, run off with dat pay
Like dayum fireworks, this gon pop off any day/
