[Intro: Jadakiss & Styles P]
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D-Block (True indeed)
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Double R (Yes, true indeed)
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Desert Storm (True indeed)
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Sheek Lou, where you at? (Haha, true indeed)
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Ha-ha! You know how we doin baby
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Keepin it gangsta
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Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo
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[Verse 1: Jadakiss, Styles P & Both]
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How many men could you kill? Let me count all the bullets I got
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How many bricks could move? You can say twenty a block
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How many niggasll ride? You could fill a football field
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How much money you got? Youd think I signed a football deal
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My nigga give me the word, Ima kill that lame
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You know Major League niggas play the kidnap game
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Have the kid missin for days, listen and pray
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And Im kill six of your niggas six different ways
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And we still got XL rhymes, still gangsta
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Try to run up on the guy, Ill send your legs to your mom
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And we still got kilos of coke
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Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga, we know the oath
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Thats why Im tryin to send this metal through your head
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Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when you dead
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Nine by the spine, fifth in the holst
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Scum bag, its them D-Block boys, Daddy, Kiss and the Ghost
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Comin through like “The Matrix” in the A6
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Triple black leather, six-speed with the gray stick
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Give me the safe, Ill spit at your face
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Double clip in your mug then have SP hit it with mace
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And we just copped burners, and do me, Ill say this
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Yall little niggas lookin up to me like the walls in Green Haven
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Keep heat and well shank ya, rob ya and say thank ya
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Now thats keepin it gangsta
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[Chorus: Fabolous]
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Yall know who, keepin it gangsta
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We come through, keepin it gangsta
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Yall know how we do, keepin it gangsta
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My whole crew, keepin it gangsta
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[Verse 2: Fabolous, Paul Cain & Both]
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We your favorite gangstas favorite gangstas, and duke better bolt
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Before these slugs sink in his waves like anchors
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We dont own clean guns, all our skets is dirty
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I toss bullets, New York niggas jet like Testaverde
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I dont keep the scope on the ratchet, for the dope, Ill attach it
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Make sure the joint aim point blank so they cant open your casket
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My whole crew got Glocks on em
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In a hurry to shoot like they put shot clocks on em
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All that gossip you blast, better see if they possibly has
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A V12 ambulance that get you to a hospital fast
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They let Cain out the cages and shackles
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I aint call a pager to track you, Im loadin up gauges to whack you
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We been riding together, and us back and forth
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Its like putting Saddam Hussein and Bin Laden together
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Soon as you get a crumb, they wanna bury ya
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Thats why I travel with a semi like Eddie in “Coming to America”
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Silencers, it sound like its humming when Im airing ya
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Wont know you hit til your body numbing in that area
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The kids dont want to see the toast to mom and daddy
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Plus we rather be roastin trauma fatties in a toasted almond Caddy
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And we come through with chains glisten and thangs spitting
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Hollow shotsll leave your brain missing
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Ghetto F-A-B and Paul Cain nigga
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We gettin heaps of complaints for keepin it gangsta
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[Chorus: Fabolous]
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Yall know who, keepin it gangsta
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We come through, keepin it gangsta
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Yall know how we do, keepin it gangsta
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My whole crew, keepin it gangsta
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[Verse 3: Billy Danze]
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Hey yo, we represent them down ass niggas (Okay)
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M.O.P. (Okay) rip rounds at you clown ass niggas (All day)
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BK nigga, get up off snooze
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Dont make me put your gangsta on the six oclock news
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You ride in a what (Whats up?) dont get it fucked up
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Or twisted cause youll get it twisted and fucked up
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And die in that truck (Be cautious when youre walking through)
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(Be careful who you talking to, come straight home)
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Its the livest motherfuckers of the century
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You niggas is killing me, you got to be kidding me (Aha, aha)
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Aint nobody taking it and making it, extra like dust
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Showing they ass on the record and bless it like us
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Now about them weak flows, keep those, we eat those
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As far as heat goes, we keep those, the street knows
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The M.O. (M.O.) P. is whats up
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We in the cut, Brownsville is heating it up, come on!
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[Verse 4: Lil Fame]
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Fuck your ego, I still spit lines at your bitch
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Play Cee-Lo and spit .45s at your six
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You dont really wanna lose your life
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So Ima smack flames out ya, pick ya money up and roof ya dice
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Yo, you dun know were we from soldier, come soldier
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Dump soldier, youll be found in your whip slumped over
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With your gangsta ass, dead and you gone
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Iced out, chain out with ya brains out, head on your horn
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You (You) know (Know) who (Who) be keepin it gangsta
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With a truck full of goons that fakesta
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And the Brownsville niggas from the past
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That run up, put a hammer to ya gut, and tell ya drop it in the bag
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You gangsta, huh, whatever (Hahaha)
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Cause for real if I ever ever (What?) Ever ever
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Catch yo ass slippin, Ima pop a collar (Boom)
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Whoa, mack, and when your bitch holla
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[Chorus: Fabolous]
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Yall know who, keepin it gangsta
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We come through, keepin it gangsta
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Yall know how we do, keepin it gangsta
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My whole crew, keepin it gangsta
