Hussein Fatal
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Fatal Freestyle

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Fatal Freestyle

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Been there, did that, crips i done shot em up

Grind more fourth down, bricks i done got em up

Dope 4 everday of the week

I got a all night spot, i tell them bitches i dont pay em to sleep

When niggas ask about the studio, i say im on the block again

Theres money on the streets, i can probly make it pop again

But they dont wanna give him no bricks

So i just reach in my jacket, go on my waist and give em the fifth

Yea. your boys back with the proper team

When they think im wearing red ima rock the green

On a whole nother episode, cops never heard it yet

The other side hiding down the block from the murder set

Catch him anywhere with the fifth

When its on hot on new, he g-riding from the clare to the bricks

So gangsta how he switched from the clare to the bricks

Niggaz hate it but there scared of the the fifth

I got a team of killers

All murder, my team the realest

But the others dont seem to feel us

I give a fuck about them

I couldnt make it with them, and im still stuck without em

I hit rock bottom and couldnt get nothing out em

But he a turky now, i wanna take the stuffin out him

Friends become foes in the hardtimes, seen enough without em

U aint thinking, crew or team, we finna wet this bitch, he under water

Yea,like the pressure cooker, man ill stress ya

40's hit ur front door and shake ur grand ma dresser

Hundred hours, hundred bucks for every gram i left ya

Hussein the realest nigga breathin hot damn i betcha

And kadafi im telling every pac fan i miss ya

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