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Don't Wanna See Us ft San Quinn, Messy Maru, Black Nate & Kaveo

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Men in black, strapped like Will Smith Locking off hot clips, gripping four-fifths I think these fools better recognize they life they jeopardize For attempting trying to criticize game Or leave your poet rhymes, selling B-Legit the Vallejo Giants Living life defiant, and dropping mental science Six G's, pushing platinum CD's For enemies receiving cheese from our relentless type melodies The more we floss, the more eyes get bigger That's why they invented guns for you dog niggas What you better do is really respect the rap Jesus Non-believers, want to be as bad, can't see us Well let's keep it mild, man, like a SS hitting on twenty stains Rolling uncut, blow the brains back, nigga, let's kick this game We talking about dumping, dumping on any nigga that's in the way Mob shit, nigga, you fucking with killers, yeah, straight from the Yay So nigga better throw you in the trunk, hit the L.I.Q. and then smash Let the Zap, Colt, 15's and the Fosgate amps beat that ass Cause when the war is on, nigga, we Keep the D, stay off them gold feet Click affiliation niggas, so what you Thought, you know we stay with heat Nothing but the best up in the squad, to squab it, that's what we love Before we get up out, dodge up in the bucket, nigga, roll up a dub Sak, crack the lid up off that 15th, cause we 'bout to bend Your block on straight slump, and let the Tech and Pump dump You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping Keep it live, we collide, 415 with no pride Making new cats collapse, lyrical homicide You don't want to face it, been tenacious since Initiated Niggas underrated, now they want to roll with it Sport diamond and gold with it, with no self-control Finally suckers getting folded, cause they can't behold the code Niggas pulling licks, snorting coke and shit Unappropriate to be in focus on these Cali cuts and corners No warning shots when we bust, unlike settled men Rebels within the wild world of petty peddling Running in wholesale, with gat, mask, and no mail Prepare to blast, cause my life got to last You niggas don't want to see me about nothing When it's on, ain't doing no dumping Unless I'm trying to kill something Doing my thing like I'm supposed to, and won't get close to None of these hoodrat bitches that niggas get tore up and go to Have you set up for the kill, use that whip appeal Just because she new and lick that lollipop, they think she real Gameless niggas like that be the ones hating Cause I'm facing the nation on solos and compilations You niggas ain't knowing, and it's going to show Whenever we hit your residential And get low with my niggas and them up We come strapped down, put the MAC down, don't blow up No scheme, trying to scheme on me, you get your head tore up You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping Fall in love with a bitch, nigga, not me I shove slugs in the clip of my AP Plus a bitch to me is nothing more than a ho I ain't never said I don't want to be a player no more Bitch, I ain't Joe, I'm a Fillmore all-star Young shot-calling, block-balling, hood movie star Bitch, it ain't hard, Filthy Mo to Vallejo We pull ho cards, Messy Marv and Sally Sayo Nigga, get your mail, where I dwell, we stack change And if a nigga tell, we take that nigga out the game Ain't shit changed, just new faces and cases Nigga, bend your ass down, and let me tie your shoelaces You can't see us Put your blindfold on, nigga, who ride on Twelve figures in a Brougham, triggers all chrome I belong to that Hillside gangsta click Bet you raise your white flag when these gangstas hit, shit Niggas turn bitch, put the popos in the mix Giving up game on where we hang and how we dip Down your strip with the music up If you slipping, we tripping, considering fucked up But I really doubt if that's going to help you .223'S on my knees down to melt you, smelt you Is that what you wanted to be? Having funk with some niggas you can't see You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping You niggas don't want to see us about nothing When they get the funky from the Yay, we get to dumping