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Down The Line Joint (feat. Puff Daddy, Mark Curry, G-Dep & Mase)

Black Rob(Robert Ross)/Diddy(吹牛老爹)/Mark Curryhuatong
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Featuring g dep marc curry mase & puff daddy

Verse one:puffy

When night falls that's when it all begins

Be prepared we can allow no loose ends

I highly recommend ya'll bring your arms

This is no false alarm

They want to do us harm

Like I'm nervous live inside a glass house

They want to bring us down

Then drag us out

It's all about n***as that doubt our reputation

Start'n conflict and don't know what they facing

Want twist us all in there black magic

Suggest paper of wars and break havoc

Are u ready don't sleep on them

Ain't petty you get that a*s thrown like infedy

Meet me at the getaway spot in a jiffy

Leave all the does behind that act iffy

We got maneuvers that's hard to beat

Till the other side retreats

Under six feet beneath

C'mon

Verse two:mark curry

I told u that is a saw I wore

I'm a kill

When the rebel yells song that don't stop till

It's done see I got guns and I m sick

See how you said meet me here and I came quick

Them same catz on the most wanted list

We can hit them then straight disappear in the mist

Won't cease to exist

I shoot to kill and I'll be d**ned if I miss

A warrior waiting for armageddon

I get serious as hell when I'm threatened

Intent to get hostile break into a rage of fury

Send them back their apostle's fossils and crazed right

A rude awakening and but now I'm alert

And that's right down my line of work

The whole brotherhood new verse gutless cowards with no back

And watch how they all fall flat

Ahh

N***as gone fall out

The got us up against the wall

Here I call out let it all out

With or without you I'm for war

Some s**t worth dying for ah huh

N***as gone fall out

The got us up against the wall

Here I call out let it all out

With or without you I'm for war

Some s**t worth dying for ah huh

Verse three:black rob

Yo

You want hot soup I got s**t like up on in attica

Guns ridiculous like battle star galactica

What's this want to insult my family

La familia actin like ones of us goin to kill ya

I want ya'll dues

S**t hit the fan we going to be eatin your food

Time up in the new

Then torture I rip a n***as toe nails off

What I didn't here the news five slayin the law

Man how I don't want do these catz

I lay mousetraps for those mice house n***as that house gats

They want to out me I know killers from down south be

Who know and understand there ain't a thing sweet about me

I earn my respect and I was born to wreck

Spit techs by your rockets threw jets

Who's next to get hit by firepower that's so raw

Go play 4 4's ready for war

Verse four:mase

All out what what

Wanna blow what what

Teamsters what what

Mother f**ker

From Monday to Sunday it's all about the money

N***a ain't got mine I guarantee I'm gun play

Moms says makes u going to need that money one day

B***h I'm in the jet benz on the runway

Don't be fooled still squeeze tools

Money like that why the f**k I need school

M a dollar sign e rules

Hundred g jewels

Vacate places you don't even need shoes

Same catz say stay up prey 4 my day up

No one where my b***h live plot where I lay up

If you got coke way up got doe then pay up

N***as shoot at me a n***a better spray up

Cause god forbid you hit me in my ribs and I live

Comin back and getting you and your kids

Verse five:g dep

Dom dom dom

Thought I heard something

Last cat that I heard frontin

Burned up herb huntin

Word cause my heard something

Splurge something

Now I don't care who I hit

Its who I hit I knew I hit

Who'm would understand though

We vandals and land roles

Program for our own channels

And flannel this man knew any clan

We're here for the catz in the minivan

Got let this schemmy plan

Pay me man scan

S*x cars any money

S*x guard the money

With this gun it be hard to run me

Get it right or get it tonight

Better tonight

Set up your wife with the head of the night

Don't fold cause my goals imbedded with ice

To my tents dimming the light

I'm bendin this mic

Lot of n***as don't comprehend

Lots n***as look sloppy when

They don't see me and I see them

Mais de Black Rob(Robert Ross)/Diddy(吹牛老爹)/Mark Curry

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