kool g rap went the hell in on exeutioner style

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i refuse to conform
I keeps my forty-five loaded with dum-dums, in rear I hold this
right at my waist for just in case somebody gots to get exploded
Cause G. Rap ain't that nikka that try to play so nikka lay low
or get yourself a pair of wings, a harp, and a halo
Clown, keep fukkin around, and you'll be dead G
I'm spttin out the lead see, to split your fukkin head like the Red Sea
Charged up with anger, six slugs in every chamber
Dangerous stranger, with itchy trigger fingers like Lone Ranger
I'm comin to split your cabbage like a savage
and put two in yo' ass bytch
and one inside the wifey and the baby carriage
So head for the hills, I kills nikkaz for thrills
Causin crazy blood spill, when I let one drill in your grill
I will pull out the glock to clear the blocky when I cock it
Get laid and played out of pocket with a rocket in your eye socket
So raise up queers, and say your fukkin prayers
I've been killin for years, huntin motherfukkers like reindeers
If onenikka's left standin, I'll squeeze the cannon (BOOM)
Opened his motherfukkin ass like the Grand Canyon
Layin fakkit nikkaz like towel when I gets wild and fouol
I'm killin executioner style
 

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Really breh, he did that?
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