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Somebody gonna die in this bitch We about to air it out I don't know what convinced you to mention the Mobb Must of been bent straight of the alcohol Once you crossed that path, fuck with that cash Quick, fast have a sick clique get up in that ass Gold Pee, nigga with the cracks in his ass Pretty Tone homey with the mack in the grass They buck you, then fuck your boo, where she shit at? Then we profit from it and spit it on the tridack (Track) Letting the world know you a bitch ass kidat (Cat)

And how your own hood disrespect you, where you live at They be hey all day, how you let him do that Noyd and his clique I think you better get at But don't gas your dog, he ain't built for that I will spit 'em all right through his fitted kiddap (Cap) Jump out with the midackon Broadway and Houston (Mack) Right in front of thousand and put it in efidack, I'm a pay (Effect) The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things

He gonna show you what a gangsta's about The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about Ayo, nigga better back up off please When you got tough, huh? Thun you lost me You never grind enough you're a Mr. Softy Truly the Ruger will kill you softly Then we see then, yeah, who the boss be Smoke your little clique like a bag of the Hersey How the fuck it's all good, nigga, the hood is thirsty

Peep the big six and you want to test me Gon' make my gun spit, y'all niggas kill me Gon' have my gun, sitting on your ear piece Having your bitch screaming, "Please don't kill me" I don't owe you shit and I ain't your daddy I don't own the six I own the Navi And I'm sitting deep this, nigga, sweet like candy You niggas want beef, you know get right at me QB nigga, that's why you can't stand me (You know 'cause) The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out

Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about See, we don't back down, we go pound for pound Tech for tech, right on the block emptying clips Buck something, leave mothafuckas hitting the deck And then one by one mothafuckas be dead The word is out, Noyd is out East Coast, West Coast, down to the dirty south

Catch anybody flossin', I'm airing it out With the nine hollow tips, man, I'm spittin' 'em out Listen out 'cause I'm emptying out for that bling That watch and that chain put a bullet in your brain Not a thing I'm a gangsta, this is what I do Go to war, with the bangers and eat niggas food When I'm starvin' I'm robbin' that's how it is then If I'm lying, I'm flying word to everything I love Don't get it twist, nigga 'cause I twist niggas cap back That QB gutter shit, bringing it bidack (Back) The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about The word is out, Noyd is out And he about to air it out Oh, y'all think it's a game, better bring those things He gonna show you what a gangsta's about

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