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1:

Never duck another mother fucker it
Never duck another mother
Nigga delete it
put the in killa mode
For real a foe can get
with a gorilla know
Killa syllable
yo biblical the shit to get rid
Of yo pain your pitiful game,
is political pain
Deep in the pit of yo brain let it
with a aim
Nigga lookin' for a spot to
Cause the homie that you killed a lot to us
Buck instead I'm lookin for a cock to
Kill a like he was rockin' a swastika
You can do it but you blew it cause up
get your ride on nigga is you rock or
of luck,
you're really gonna need it heated
Mother fucker let the erupt, Box him up
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with milli
cut up In the middle I'm a little
And different And I it
when I said it you remember
(Hell mother yeah)
you wanna get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if your lookin' like a bust
We don't ever stop and take a
we

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Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might result in you bussin'
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2:

Never let a hatin' mother
see ya
Bleed the no need regret
A fun day caper a paper
So I can the rest I can dig it you can dig it
Put a in the grave if he hate or penetrate
The loop of
a nigga made if you to me
You will benefit
Nigga if I start it finish it
Run up on a fucka
he fuckin' a chick
Put a bullet in her while she suckin' the dick
Wasn't a bit of evidence baby it's
You got it yo nigga that's the luck of the grit
Bring pain 2 everyone in your face the bane
You bury some its mother shame
we guns
If you you're insane or very dumb
Teccanina's too rough (too rough), too hard (too hard), too tough (too tough), you (you scarred)
a nigga know
A mother fuckin' round will
around with the killa clown and shit.
If you really wanna do it we can step into
Put us up some mother fuckers
and we runnin' it
Fuck a buck a nigga
if he think he's a
Meant I I said it you remember that
(hell fuckin' yeah)
You wanna get in trouble
With a nigga the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy, bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we jus,

(BREATHE!)
Hey son the fuck are you duckin' from?
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They come bets to fight fuckin'one
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Say punks around and some buckin' guns
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Spray guns might result in you some
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3:

Get sprayed by the Tech 9
Now I'm on the out run
Flowin' the beginning hot cooked done
Fuckin' wit a insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they
I'm too mother fuckin'
ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you in Vietnam
When I explode nuttin left
but remains for those who are
For wit a nigga insane
Mentally mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to
Sinkin' like quick sand
droppin' and
Any punk that bucks up a body bag
If you get fucked up
There it is you little made
start runnin'
When I'm playin' the trigga
of an uzi a gauge
Really don't matter suckas die
When the shot gun
block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't with me
So 4 who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch little ass got lit
I don't be the one
to get a milla in the gut
I be the one to hit'em with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a sick
And And I meant it
I said it you remember that?
(Hell mother yeah)
You don't wanna get in
a nigga like the Teccanina
if lookin' like a enemy bust
We don't ever stop and a minute
we just

(2x):

(BREATHE!)
Hey son what the are you duckin' from?
(BREATHE!)
come bets to fight every fuckin'one
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Say some punks around and buckin' guns
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Spray might result in you bussin' some
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