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Deadly Combination Lyrics

Yeah n****!...
You know!...
That's right!...
Yeah baby!... That's how we do it...

Hahaha...hahahahhh...

Follow me tell me if you feel me!
I think n***** is tryin' to kill me
Picturin' pistols
Spittin' hollow points 'til they grill me
Keepin' it real
And even if I do conceal my criminal thoughts
Preoccupied with keepin' steels... see n***** is lost
Sittin' in court
Turned snitches that used to be real
But now they petrified b****** I'm tryin' to be strong
They sendind' armies out to bomb me
Listen to Ron
The only DJ that could calm me
Constantly harmed
My firepower keep me warm
I'm trapped in the storm
And f*** the world 'til I'm gone
b****** be warned
Word is born you'll get torn
I'm bustin' on Juliani ain't worried my n*****' armed
At night it's on
Before I leave
Picture me
I'm spittin' at punk b****** and hustlin' to be free
Watch me set it
n***** don't want it
You can get it
Bet it... make these jealous n***** mad I said it
This' Thug Life n**** we don't cater to you hoes
f*** with me... have a hundred m********** at your door
With 4.4s
Yeah n****!...
Thug Life!...

Big L

I be that young shorty,fly,smoothe, glorious kid
A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G
A Rockafella like Sean Carter
With more game than Ron Harper
The bomb sparker,rapper, slash armed robber
While yall be on the corner b**min' and gettin' high
I be out... buyin' the finest s*** money can buy
You wish you was in the position that I'm in
Hot rhymin'
Diamonds shinin'
Autograph signin'
My lifestyle is far out
Every week bring a different car out
I go to night clubs and buy the bar out... uhh...
'Cause I keep clean
I'm large on the street scene
Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream
Yeah!...Yeah!... Big L
Harlem's finest
The n**** who hold it down from uptown

2PAC

Hahaha...
This' how we do it out here on this underground real s*** n****
It's the heat n****
Now rewind this m********* you know you can't help it!
Deadly combination boa'!...
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