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Come Get 'em. Get 'em. Get 'em. Salaam Remi! Come on. Come on. Come on. Uh-huh. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Uh-huh. Yeah. You can do what you feel, do what you Like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like you're Just a sore piece when you serve the night. It's only bullets and death through the hood Tonight. So do what you feel, do what you Like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like you're Just a sore piece when serve the night. It's only bullets and death through the hood Tonight. I heard you talking fly when I was Walking by. Keep talking, guy. You soft as pie. I'll fuck you up. Man, you know the police Gonna fuck you up. So what the fuck? I don't feel you, dog. Seal your jaws before I kill you off. Guns spill you all. Sick of being cool with y'all. I got a semi-automatic black tool for y'all. Go 'head play your role. You play for hoes. When you pay your toll, you lay with holes. Guns come out when you run your mouth. Take it like a man, nigga, run your route. Speak my name, I'll beat your brain. You weak and lame. We keep them things. As soon as you niggas start reaching, bang, Another motherfucker with a leaking frame. That's right. can do what you feel, do what You like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like You're just a sore piece when you serve the Night. It's only bullets and death through the hood Tonight. So do what you feel, do what you Like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like you're Just a sore piece when serve the night. Okay. It's only bullets and death-Yeah. Hood tonight. We got guns galore, Straight off the shore. You never saw before. Who wants a war? Pick a place, I'll slit your face. Me and my heat go together like six and Eight. Roll the dice. Man, I'm cold as ice. Man, I'm cold as ice. See? Told you twice. On the floor like Mike Jones, hold that microphone Like my life depends on what type of zone I be in. Big rowdy men. Fuck a clique, homeboy, we'll body them. Compute those words like IBM. Cut your ass out quicker than Ozzie 'em. Who run your nav? Large sums of cash, big guns we stash, Lit blunts of hash. And any nigga frontin' on the clique, we mash. Catch me on the mile on a bitch with Ass. You can do what you feel, do what You like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like You're just a sore piece when you serve the Night. It's only bullets and death through the hood Tonight. So do what you feel, do what you Like. Whenever you need me, it's kinda like you're Just a sore piece when you serve the night. It's only bullets and death through the hood tonight
Guilty Simpson — Thur The Hood
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