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Oh no, let's get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go Actin like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here Will the real X to the Z please stand up? With my niggaz and my guns, not givin a fuck Stickin 'em up at point blank range They say the more things change, they stayin the same I can't complain Type of shit that make you wish you was dead Make you bite the curb, and stomp down on the back of your head Blow it out like a afro pick Attract bitches like flies to shit Pop pills and ride the dick Niggaz can't swing this quick, I'm Dark McGwire Bangin shit over the fence with Rocwilder Listen, niggaz do anything for a dollar, even killin they own, let it be known, it's like It ain't safe where I'm from Niggaz start beef never knowin the outcome Rather be caught with it than caught without one Leave it alone because the life that you save might be your own I'm pullin pistols if you don't break bread Mr. Wrong Side of the Bed, only get excited for head Now print this in your industry books If it wasn't for crooks you niggaz'd still sport the Jordache look Hit the switch, front to back, side to side Natural born killers never let shit slide Never rely on the next man to swing for you A rock and a hard place, duck between the two And y'all bitches just somethin to do, don't get it twisted You're easy like Sunday mornin and shopliftin It go simple as that, I'm never givin half to a rat I'd rather bam to your face with a bat You get tied down to the tracks Used to make a living cookin coke to crack, now I can't turn back This is holocaust rap nigga, overreact and I'ma bring to yo' chest like an asthma attack, ya heard? Oh no, X get drunk and fuck fo' sho' Please stop runnin yo' mouth let's go Actin like you've never seen a dick befo' All these bitches in here