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You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

As i cut, guts poor

Blood washes from the shore

To the sand, as a thousand veins

Slither through my hand

Can i withstand a man

From the underland of pain

As his brains, hit the grains

And i bury the remains, with my fangs

Piercing through a bitches jugular

Infamous bang with psychotic serial killers

The triple six murderers

Not leaving enough to put in a tea cup

When i'm ready to cook, and i rip up the hook

Cause these niggas be took bout that infamous crook

And the mafia villains would f**k up a rookie

Drop him to his knees with a n-i-n-e

Slug, gets dug

And bloody up your mug

Because me really love to make a stang

Mr. High capper don't make me touch ya mane

I got the scope, but not the kind that kills bad breath

I got the kind that likes to f**k up ya good health

Everybody in this b**h lets rip some shit up

Tear da club up thugs

On ya spot, put 'em up

You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

I kill, kill, kill

I murder, murder, murder

Hater's in my face

Watch a n**a hurta

40, 40, cal

I pull out my back pocket

I grab you by your neck

I pull it out a socket

Range, range, range

Rover, rover, rover

Blow this f**n' task

Police pull me over

But i blast on these h**s

Cause i'm too f**n dangerous

Prophet the posse

I doubt you h**s could hang wit us

Killin all you n**a's is a easy task

You fools that last

I bullet proof a mazz on dat ass, i dash

To yo m**n crib

Soon as i find out where you live

Flashlights see yo face

Mario a murder case

Roamin through the m**n black haven area

Prophet is my posse, i doubt you see something scarer

Plenty talk shit, but they ain't nothing but

Characters

$100,000 cars now how you gon laugh at us

You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

You got thugs on ya spot

Fresh out the box

The crowd so live

They comin' in flocks

Cuz, it's big business, it big business b**h

It's big business, it big business b**h

First i wanna grab a n**a by his neck

Drag him to my f**n set

Take a n**a blow, and his cheese, and dem cigarettes

Put the gun up to his nose

Tie him up from head to toe

Strap his body in a bag

Throw him in a fire

Call my n**a's dee and blue

Project pat, ya'll know what to do

Creep through dem streets

Wit dem thangs, blast on any fools

Tear da club up thugs, in this m**r runnin shit

If you want to playa hate the click

Then your done with

Know'n we ain't going b**h

Makin' fakers dig a ditch

Scare familys in the night

Make'm pull the panic switch

Comin like titanic trick

Holycaust wit a grip

Crazyndalazdaz i'm bout to have a f**n fit

Hold me back don't let me go

I'm high as hell and on the road

N**a i break off in ya house

And boot yo baby wit a pole

Lunatic superstitious, on the corner like i'm pimpin

If i see ya on the block, i'm f**n f**n wit the quickness

You got the thugs on ya spot

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