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1 Shot Kill

6-1-9. Booyaka. Booyaka.... That's my pueblo. Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey) Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo. Booyaka. Booyaka. 6-1-9 (Hey) Booyaka

techs, we comin' 2 serve ya (B.G. Knocc Out)-Knocc Out and Flesh, with tha glock cock, and you know I'm screamin' murda mo' murda. Flesh-Verse 1

your doorstep Ho-check, you don't wanna fuck with Bone Let loose Nigga, bulletproof, if a muthafucka pull it then he better shoot Nigga never no 9-1-1

'll be rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets It's the black rag assassin, 44 Mag blastin' Black ski mask throwin' shots

Verse 1: I got this coffee pot of white soap Stuck my hanger down the center When I entered I spent it cause it was like dope But on the real-a he was

you say some shit about some blacks Nigga, this been your ass back Come see the real deal Stay in the fields nigga These niggas will kill This ain't no cap-gun shots

earn a rep and he gone gun shot a homie to death. The impossible is happenin, children are left to make decisions. Do ya let 'em die or kill them urself

!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) AK!!! (Gunshot!!!) Verse 1: Have you ever spent one day on my block?! Had to make good with crooked ass cops Witness innocent bystanders get shot

Rhymes (*Pharrell) (Tosh)] A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four lick a shot