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The saga continues...

All of you who don't believe in the gangsta shit,
cause it comes to the real niggaz,
it makes the shit they're much to deal with.

Yeah, the laws in this motherfucker,
like Mafia for life, down with the real 4 life.
Ha-ha, yo sweet-talk, tell 'em what the fuck we're for...

I write ya, USE, Compton, Watts, The Wood,
all the motherfucking USA.
They know I'm walking through the valley of niggaz,
I should no man on the motherfucking planet, hit me one.
I've been to the mountain top y'all,
and I have been seeing through the of a real nigga.

Yo, what you about the real niggaz 187?

Yo, they make of the coooooolest shit I had never heard,

Yo, we came, G, I almost gave it up,
to the motherfucking gangstas.
no man...

...because you're man yourself,
time to put the world at man.
Me not seeing bobba-clot to see a pussy-clot run,
bob-bob-bob-bob-bob, Babylon on the run, see...

The real niggaz is back, cause to many bullshit records out,
niggaz it for what we put out.
But you don't to wait no longer,
because the new album is out and the is much stronger.
So many made three albums or more,
and their weak-ass is still sitting in the record-store.
wonder why it never sold,
niggaz rapping since the seventies and still went gold.
Our first sold two million copies,
that's because you motherfuckers are sloppy.
You came out the streets and over,
and after that career is fucking over.
Because that you're not around,
so shut the fuck up, and witness the of some real niggaz.

Yeah, motherfucker.
keeping all you on the run in ninety-one, kick that shit Ren.

Most can't understand,
and never will if they ain't of the ruthless Mafia-clan.
is dedicated to the streets,
with hyped fucking lyrics and a ass beat.
The songs never come soft, because I come off,
so don't get in my way or you'll be cut off.
And it's something you can your lips to,
to around my dick and suck if it fits you.
And let me now if you ride the D-I-C-K,
all day with no play.
Cause no rap group out, that I know,
that makes me wanna to the radio.
All I hear is motherfuckers trying to make a comeback lovesongs,
and that is whack.
And why your ass ain't around,
cause you don't have the motherfucking of a real nigga.