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might back into him (uh-huh, uh-huh)[Smooth - Verse 2]With nothin to loose, I walk through clutchin my toolsIce-grill make you wanna say what's fuckin with Smooth (yo, what's fuckinwith that nigga?)I'm sick of these crews, actin like they've been payin duesI put the heat to em, tell them niggaz kick off they shoesWhat would you do in the position when it's us against you?That Teflon mother fucker, can your head take two?Shut the blockbuster fuck up 'fore blockbuster your luck's upWhat you gonna do when blockbuster your shit's upBesides get dissed on nigga, and pistol-whipped upTied up, mouth taped up, layed out, and hit upLeave you in pray, gotta give you a napkin to wipe that shit upAfter the fact, holdin in time, shit up for lit upHigh drilly and shit yeah nigga you know the mix-upWe that squad for real, Jersey Mob for realIt be kill or be killed, so we drawin that steelI'm lovin the rush, Essex county doublin us, fuckin with us (yeah, yeah,yeah)We ownin enough, them rollers is bust[Chorus - Akwylah] x 2(Murder - repeated in background of chorus)Murder made easy for dummiesBefore you
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