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pull up 3 double O's,
Where the bricks, where the bows?
1-7-double O, slither gang, bloody nose
That boy talking tough, yes, I can hear it in his tone,
I slapped him with the chrome, then put a hit in his dome,
If he step on these, I might just mess around and sock him,
Dangle that boy over a ledge and then I drop him,
Rather catch him lacking in public and then pop him,
Caught him on the elevator, had to 2 PAC him,
RIP juice he was the one now he gone,
 
now i gotta smoke this boy on my own,
lil shorty will never take my throne,
smoke him up replace him wit a clone,
make him cry by himself on his own,
 
pull up 3 double O's,
Where the bricks, where the bows?
1-7-double O, slither gang, bloody nose
That boy talking tough, yes, I can hear it in his tone,
I slapped him with the chrome, then put a hit in his dome,
If he step on these, I might just mess around and sock him,
Dangle that boy over a ledge and then I drop him,
Rather catch him lacking in public and then pop him,
Caught him on the elevator, had to 2 PAC him,
RIP juice he was the one now he gone,

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