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Police say...
One man with a gun shot five people! And sent hundrends runnin' from cover.
Chaos around new time turn this busy Quuens street into a crime scene.
Scar-up he on the concrete. Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! - Shut ya BloodClot mouth!
(Pussy boy you don't know who you talkin' 'bout!)
Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! - Shut ya BloodClot mouth!
(Yeah! I'm a SouthSide nigga, niggaz know what I'm about!)
Shut ya BloodClot Mouth! (YEAH!)
(Niggaz stunt I'll bring dem hammers out, we airing niggaz out!)
(Shut up!) Shut ya BloodClot mouth!
If niggaz want beef, grab the straps, hit em hard as a frieght train, (GRRR!)
Mad dog, great thing, BANG! One man gang,
Boy you get the best of me, you better burn the rest of me, (yeah!)
Chef needs a specialty, you wanna hear the recipe? (ugh!)
Cocaine, baking soda, glass pot, boiling water
Don't forget the ice! - Nigga I'm nice!
Look! I'm no \"New Jack\
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