Who Shot Ya Rock'a'by Muthafucka I Hope You High Muthafucka Ready To Die Muthafucka
All My Bk Niggas, Kill At Will Who Shot Ya? Seperate The Weak From State Procta
(Turn My Mic Up, Yea Turn My Mic Up Turn The Beat Up)
Who Shot Ya? Nigga, Feel The Lead From My Choppa We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased And Get It On Nigga. Take This Shit To The Streets But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police Until You Get Hit With Tha 4 Pound Heat Blood Start To Leak, Heartbeat Get Weak Send'em To The Priest, Forever You'll Sleep 6 Feet Deep You Drownin In Shit's Creek The Sandman Visit Niggas In They Sleep Picture Me In Prison Gettin Business By The Week Even If They Cuff'em My Boys Got Instructions: Strictly Destruction Everybody Sufferin, Ya Kids; Butt Fuck'em Starve'em With construction Show Mercy On Nothin Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin' Slaughter, Torture Pour Acid On Your Daughter Your Bitch Pregnant; Rape Her! Make Her Break Her Water Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That Nigga Lame Niggaz, The Same Nigga Inquires; Front Page Nigga Like Bin Ladin With His K In A Cave Nigga Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid Nigga I Got A Hundred For Your Head In A Bag Another Hundred If It's Broad Day On The Ave Who Shot Ya?... The Evil Genious Mutha Fuckaz! Nigga, All You Seen Was The Light From The Heat Mask On Tight, Get Away Was So Sweet A Bunch'a Black Smoke, Dual Exhaust On The Jeep Back Tires Skreetch While They Mark Up The Streets I'm a Slide For The Truck Up The Street Yellowtape Off The Block When I Quake Off The Glock Extended Clips, Silencers On The Hammers Gats Won't Slip; Rubber Grips On The Handles Thou Shall Not Fuck With Bean Sig Scrappy Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy I'm Killin You Like Full Blow Here Rape Ya Kids Like In The First Verse But The Shit Get Worse No Need For The Herse When The 4 Pound Burst Blow Up Ya Face Then Show Up At The Wake Piss On The Casket Or Dump Out Your Ashes, Shoot Up The Choir, Light The Church On Fire... Who Shot Ya...? Go'head Nigga, Rat To The Coppas If I Gave A Fuck I Would'a Clapped Up Ya Docta Chased Down And Shot Up The Driver Who Pushed The Ambalance Wouldn't Be No Second Chances Ivs, Gause, A Ace Bandage Crutches, Canes, Wheelchairs; Impaired Transit Nigga You Betta Off With Cancer Or Aids Try To Run Up Hill With No Legs
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