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Now the funeral is sober,
And all the tears are dried up,
Niggas hangin deep at the club gettin fired up,
Lookin for the nigga who pulled a pistol on my homie,
An eye for an eye now your life is what you owe me
Look deep into the eyes of your mother fuckin killer,
I want you to witness your mother fuckin murder nigga
And since you want to kill then your ass is gots to fry
But since there aint no police therefore your ass has gots to die
We play the game for keeps
And if you slip I guess you sleep
You shoutin out 'fuck it' now your ass is six feet deep
Cause where i come from everyone has got a gat
And niggas try your ass to see where you got your heart at
And if your seat is flimsy then your ass is gonna bend
And like i said before therell be no tears in the end
Im rollin thru your hood and now my heart is full of anger
Your at your sister's house now ur sister's life's in danger
With the kegger
Niggas wanna bang ya
And hang ya
Stang ya with one up in the chain
Lets take a trip up Hollywood
See how many niggas in my hood
Is down the time of day
We standin up for our own shit
And if you outside the clique then you die bitch
It aint no love in this mother fucker
It aint no love for yourself or your other brother
Because we real with this shit so we stay true
And since we bang then we do what OG say do
Ive got the mind of the man in the mirror
So im lookin at me vaguely
But i cant see nothin famely
Ive got my pistol point cocked
Ring-a-ling shots non stop until i see your monkey ass drop
And let your homies know who done it
Cause when it comes to this gangsta shit you mother fuckers know who run it
So when you put this mother fucker to the test
You have to r