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2009-07-23

My Gats Spitting

Is it real like niggaz claimin', "Stay to this" Let me answer that question while I'm aiming this Hear them one good time, is he faking kid? Not bleeding like that, he gonna need a shit bad Lay the f**k up, s*ck it through from a tube A million dollars won't even put my feet in his shoes Niggaz lose they life, hear as nature And niggaz die when tryin', I'm gangsta, niggaz Straight pus*y, I can smell that shit There's only one way that I can duse that shit Slugs comin' through, better move that shit He was gangsta but he died tryin' ta prove that shit Them QB niggaz too grimy for y'all We stick together, f**k what you heard in the song The 41st Side and that love go long Niggaz screamin' out, dunn and we put y'all on So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin' So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin' Aiyo, you feel my niggaz when we come through, thuggin' it You lovin' it, the way we at ball like the government I'm 1/3 President, the AB, the medicine, we OD heavenly You f**kin' with veterans who's better than us, the In-fa-mous We crush crab niggaz to dust and sweep-o-mop When the heat raise up, ain't no ifs, ands, or buts The most scandalous, make your blood rush Through your body like it ain't never did before We the mall and we guarantee the realist of all My spirit is torn, my guns is long, my team is strong We King Kong niggaz when the heat is on And no matter if I'm wrong or right, believe me, I'm right If anything else, nigga prepare to fight Like, knuckle up, get your face bowl up Or buckle up and get shot the f**k down 'Cause we got four pounds that don't make no sounds Real creepy, so be careful when you see me, breathe easy Believe me, it's far from what you see on TV It's real life drama, you wouldn't want to be me So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin' So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin' Aiyo, there ain't no niggaz on the face of the map f**kin' with this infamous, y'all, that dominant mall Just park your attention on my dogs, it's us We the ones with that dope shit, that cold crush We burn 'em up, turn it up, it's on We gonna do it till it death us, f**k yo' thoughts Niggaz be plottin' to dead us, they move in vain Get they head bust open, it's not a thing So rap fo' these niggaz, my team is tough It's not a game, motherf**ka, we cleanin' up Gettin' that money, motherf**ka, you king or what We use your head, dunn, it's right there, get you some You lack strength, motherf**ka, better get you some For's me, I'm more than a family, dunn, and we handles our business And continue to bang and chump niggaz Grow and get bigger, flow and get richer So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin' So f**k y'all niggaz, buck y'all niggaz Ain't no way you can touch my niggaz Try my nigga, die my nigga All y'all niggaz, my gats spittin'

Infamy

2001-12-11

Infamy
  1. Pray For Me
  2. Get Away
  3. Bounce
  4. Clap
  5. Kill That Nigga
  6. My Gats Spitting
  7. Handcuffs
  8. Hey Luv (Anything)
  9. The Learning (Burn)
  10. Live Foul
  11. Hurt Niggas
  12. Get At Me
  13. I Won't Fall
  14. Crawlin
  15. Nothing Like Home
  16. There I Go Again/So Long