deep Back to these niggaz in the seven-deuce A mac-10 out the window bout to let it loose, what could I do? Run for cover and return fire DIE MOTHERFUCKIN
my gun in my hand, bust one up in the air and give N***** a runnin' chance a soldier in the trenches I raise one in the fire see im that young N**** O
crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound The triangle tingles And the trumpet play slow Farewell Angelina The sky is on fire And I must
leanin, I got my drink poured up extra thick The mud is purple grab a couple of ice and take a sip Po' a ounce po' a deuce baby po' a fo' Have a taste
get stabbed at boy as a young I never grabbed that toy Drag was taught to grab that and ask "where the cash at" [Sheek] you think we shoot his pocket sides deuce
buddy Tone got is money up Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what Ya'll staring at the angel of death Liar liar pants on fire You burning
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles, And the trumpets play slow Farewell Angelina, The sky is on fire And I must
was in medistis suciaty sayin' "hurry up and buy" in the hood is where they'll find yo body dog, i'm the kid you just Mr. Miyagi look, i kick raps can spit fire
crown Are being stolen by bandits I must follow the sound. The triangle tingles And the trumpets play slow. Farewell, Angelina The sky is on fire And
crown Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles, the music plays slow But farewell Angelina, the night is on fire, and
on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire Yes I Wicked! I told them not to keep on their fire But now I'm in your face, so
From front to back street, listen, we on a mission to get right, workin street corner in the midnight Picture the scene, these fiends with fire Ten dollar
you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece Whylin on the Island, but now with Elmira better chill cause them niggaz will put that ass on fire Last
and in spite of all the bullshit we go through I wanted to tell you fuck you like Lick that pussy just right Who you know this here im fire dynamite Thats
yeah [Verse 2:] I'm back with the heat, and yes Young Fire produced it With true spit, I get lots of relish with Strange Music My crew's thick, deuce
Come Into The Club Stuntin Like-Ike You Should My Shit On Fire I Dont Need No Gasolina Im Comin Through Ya Block Wit The Deuce 2 Seater Ring The
: (feat. Eve) It's showtime! [Hook] Everyday, they ask how I'm doin Deuces up playboy I'm coolin I'm coolin I'm coolin coolin, I'm coolin coolin I'