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Army Base

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(COUPE) Yeah Yeah, yeah 'Posed to been dead if you let them tell it I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready Chop shit up like I got a machete Hit his block, these niggas scary I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry I'm a real active member, I won't testify (never) Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds Slide out, we call 'em tanks Pack shit to the wall, we have him slide down like he heard Sada Baby Went from M&M's to and I came from nothin', bitch I'm the Black Slim Shady Never thought the one I love would sit right there and just betray me Won't die from no opp, gotta watch my man 'cause this shit here get shiesty Won't argue wit' no bitch 'cause type to block her while that lil' ho typin' We slide minivans and sprinter vans, we upgraded our strikers We the reason niggas get shit bagged and walk around wit' diapers (shit bagged) Demon seed but I still talk to God, nigga, I thank the Bible Yeah Yeah, yeah 'Posed been to dead if you let them tell it (the fuck?) I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready Chop shit up like I got a machete Hit his block, these niggas scary I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry I'm a real active member, I won't testify Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds (bitch) Nigga jumpin' dick to dick Nigga jumpin' clique to clique (damn) That shit there don't make no sense Hope them niggas die together (get 'em) Two for one, we caught that bitch down bad, we call that shit a special They done freed my favorite opp, bet that bitch boy meet the Beckhams Belt in the grass, snakes, you niggas play, you get the venom Huh, the day you niggas play, cut off 2K and get to killin' Just do that shit like Nike He 'posed to checked out but he didn't so we gotta send a sniper Huh, a bad ass jit wit' a mask, call him Michael Michael Myers Yeah Yeah, yeah 'Posed been to dead if you let them tell it (the fuck?) I ain't scared, bitch, I'm ready Chop shit up like I got a machete Hit his block, these niggas scary I don't do no tit for tat, pull up shootin' shit like Rick Barry I'm a real active member, I won't testify Niggas actin' like they spinners, know they is a lie For every tear I cried, a nigga died, mixed emotions with the fire Foreign like a army base, heavy artillery and BP rounds (bitch)