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May 13, 2002
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#1
i spit the kinda shit that hits you like a .9 to the chest/
And then i frame you for the crime, to avoid my 3rd arrest/
your rhymes are cheap, like hoes from murdah dubbs/
you scared of my homies, cuz they drown bitches in tubs/
Opps, we runnin shit, i forgot to mention/
stay outa cali, cuz brothas be lynchin/
straight out of the underground, my wordz dont lie/
now be a good bitch, and just roll ovah and die/
a dosage of my shit, got you all outa wack/
trippin off this battle like i stole your chronic sack/
your bitches are ugly, wearin cheap target designs/
they got such screwed up teeth, it looks like they mouth is throwin up gangsigns/
EN-DEEP bury your bodyin a place your parents cant find/
so stop your wack azz rappin, cuz u playin wit a murderous mind/
 
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#2
sorry to say that nigga part don't sound right in there. "Now be a good nigga"
 
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40 OuNce

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#10
stop usin my real name tho. I'm tryin to keep it on the low. And battle for what?