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Going In for the Kill

If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya

I think it's time to let em know that I'm a

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

I think it's time for me to kill ya.

I'll be going to the point I'll make your bitch love me

That's that harlem shit we all gonna miss Huddy

You know them big bodyguards on my whips gunnin

I'm pretty nigga but I turn this shit ugly

I'll be hearin threats but I never hear a shot

Will I go to heaven Lord if the prayer stops

I'll be livin' like faster than a road-runna

be at the club ten bottles four gunners

Live once you do it twice its a bless

I'm on the third life I'm saint grace any question

Just bought a new watch and I spent thirty

I hopped out looking clean but my bent' dirty

Say life's a movie keep the cameras on

VVS solid tans mean they stand- alone

She had a freakin' dress on with no panties on

I had twenty in my trus with my hammer on

If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya

I think it's time to let em know that I'm a

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

I think it's time for me to kill ya.

We trained to kill marines called special Ops

Just for the thrill buy mean cars wit special ops

Burn Stove Residue on every pot

We double park a dice games on deadly blocks

We got the liquor all we need is ice cups

We got the blikkys loaded and it might stop

We gambling we're drinking till the night is up

Crack u gotta stack now pick your dice up

U gangstas two-twelvin on the corner side

Peeled off uptown took mornin side

Next morning woke up on California side

I was back up in my city for the morning rise

Just like the birds stay fly I'm always shittin

Might scoop your bird the latest ride I'm always whippin

I free my mind and I hit the dour

Wish we could press rewind before they hit the towers

If going in is to go I think it's time for me to kill ya

I think it's time to let em know that I'm a

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

Ok let em know ok let em know Ok let em know Ok let em know

I think it's time for me to kill ya.

I used to cut up rocks in aunties favorite china..

Non these bitches stuck on my rocks like chilean miners...

We in the hard top drop if u tryna find us

With the rear-view cameras so we can see behind us

Besides dat I let the dogs put the hounds on em..

And if they catch em in jail we put the county on em

And you can count em off if you was countin on em

He couldnt stand a shot the four was poundin on him

My diamonds hittin like Holyfield

And bitch we aint slippin cuz we holdin still

I'm drunk off that Rose Amber with da ceasar

I'm standin on the couch hammer blowin reefa

The dealer said 40 grand for extra features

A long way when grandma used to try and reach us ...

But most niggas fold da first 48

They tell me stay low I park the porsche on 8th..

Caught a flight down bottom florida state..

Hopped on say boutta quarta eight..

hopped off maybe bout quarta '11

Hopped in brand new quarta '7

Scratch dat 10 to send thru

Thinkin bout the evil shit that motha Fu**'n Men do..

Miami Tan ,Air Forces in the sand ..Lookin at some beaches wit da motha F***'n wicked tan...

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