the beatnuts do you believe Lyrics
            Ayo , its ill when i'm heated how my heart stay cold
            write a rhyme that make the gats around the world explode
            now behold the burning malice of a treacherous soul
            first time I shot a gun duke , I was 12 years old
            But since then , I've never put it down my friend
            she go to war when I tell her
            f___ a who , why , when , til the end
            indeed its good to have and not need
            even better when you can shoot back and not bleed
            take heed , poppin like an El full of seed
            my team is gettin bigger , got more mouths to feed
            Shorty let me tell you bout my only vice
            it got to do with lots of money and it aint nothin nice
            it aint nothin nice
            Chorus: (2x)
            Ay , you believe in God?
            you do , tell him to save you
            cause me and these n____z here
            we aint tryin to save you
            regardless of the fact that its close to home
            I gotta finish your life , so I can start my own
            my own n____
            Psycho Les:
            Ayo , my audios guaranteed to lift the audience
            it was that time again
            so we gathered up 40 men
            40 ounces , trees burning , heads bouncin
            dollars is the mission
            sittin in the yoga position
            isolate my mind from your b____in
            pulp fiction
            lose you in the mix in
            lets get this poppin , lock down the top 10
            knockin pretty boy cats on they a__ each time we drop kid
            yeah , you know how we comin
            raw grooves with the funky drum drummin
            and when my song goes off
            you'll still be hummin
            noddin your head , or singin my chorus
            the after midnight feen
            the 4 in the morning blunt feen
            peelin dutches
            fill em in like taco shells
            willing judges
            wheeling jake with half a cake in my coat
            pointin gats like remotes
            at cats with federal notes
            tossin bodies off boats
            chorus (2x)
            our own n____ , our own
        
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