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Gambino..
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P..
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Nuttin but MOB Shit
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but This Hard shit

"Infamous it on ya forehead baby,
be acting like shit is all gravy
Load up the 4-5 bout to get
I'm in the street everyday Dunn i run city
Smokin' that icky Dunn i cant my face
Shit be laced, Let me hit it again..
Sid Roam Keep it Poppin Dunn did it again
kick true facts shootouts with black mac's
ask around the way, niggas know i did
pump drugs all night a ski mask
We last longer than all these heads
Take leds feds that like to break bread
Fuck thast part of my M.O
R.I.P. to My nigga in
Ya Looking for I Got Tons of Ammo
in The Streets Everyday niggas forced to lay Low

I been through threats, [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
out Tec's and Let Blecks [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I Like a Razor
My Style a Box Cutta
Box Cutta

I been threats, Tec's
Pull out and Let Blecks
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My To Shine
I sparkle a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Cutta

P a Filter
I Run the comb through the and find my target,
..Comb the Hood.
his apartment, Infamous Wildlife
You in the forest, nigga this MOB shit..
Here's a Riddle take him to the
Black with the White Sheet and Red All Over?
Over War, You Just another Dead Soldier
I Been the world, but America is Colder..
Much Fowl, Much More Wild
The Chopper gone Chop, The Go Pow
This ain't no 80's Shit this is Now
I Time This is Two Thousand Twelve
Ya Need a Hard in the Back a ya Head
This system Corrupt, Better up Kid
Cause there's we can do cept spread the word
And then one day we can all the world..

Gambino &
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to def.
& Havoc
Do it to the def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.
Joey &
Do it to def, How we do it, gone do it to def.
On the and West Coast
Do it to def, How we gone do it, do it to The def.

I been threats, Tec's [or sounds like Im to adress threats, tec's]
Pull out Tec's and Let [Blecks?]
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

It's My Turn To
I sparkle a Razor
My Style like a Box
Box Masta

I been threats, Tec's
Pull out Tec's and Let
Tec's, Dun The Sweat

My Turn To Shine
I sparkle a Razor
My like a Box Cutta
Box Masta