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504 boyz – them people lyrics


oh sh-t
there go them people
yo why these motherf-cking people keep f-cking with me man
me and my n-gg-s..uhh..

[hook x2: krazy {halleluyah}]
i’ma run, on the block, with a gun
cause i think i hear them people coming {i here them coming n-gg-}
and if it’s beef, on the block, then it’s done
i think i hear that chopper humming {i hear it humming n-gg-}

[verse 1: yogi]
i think i’ll take this here bundle and stash it by the bushes
them laws riding deep and i don’t really wanna push it
plus i got a pistol for them jackaz that be scoping
i gotta keep it on me if them people come, i’m josting
and that’s the guidelines that i live and i die by
n-gg-z walk up on ya broad day, f-ck a drive-by
and if a witness still left in they never leave ya nothing
i gotta run whodi, i hear them people coming

[verse 2: jazzy]
3 in the morning them n-gg-z still getting it
glocks in my pants, rocks in my hand
fiend after fiend taking penitentionary chance
i guess them p’s thought that it could be my last thing
they serve things quick on some get down friend sh-t
my first mind told me to grab mine ‘n squeeze quick
so i let loose and let that thing start humming
it wouldnt’a never happened if i wouldnt’a heard them coming

[hook x2]

[verse 3: krazy]
i scream no limit dog cause i’m a keen breather
i’m all set tatted up in a wife beater
and my n-gg-z cross the c-n-l they love me mane
before this rap sh-t, dog i was slanging ‘caine
my b-tches all love to see my tat on my face
i’ma hit ’em with that thing that’s below my waist
i’m the realest motherf-cker that no limit got
find another n-gg- realer then me, think of ‘pac
i could touch y’all haters from a mile away
my real friends all call me “doc holiday”
whether i get richer not mailing least i try
and if a n-gg- said it i’ma hold that n-gg- life

[hook x2]

[verse 4: halleluyah]
i’m on the hustle for the bucks like a round the clock
i gotta cheese line of fiends pumped around the block
i keeps it gangsta, the boy stay “dirty” like “hampers”
and a 30-30 sound like a bang of the hammer n-gg-
by any means gotta get it like malcolm
keep the semi in my jeans you could figure the outcome..oh
you keep doubting and my n-gg-z’ll come
i suggest you play like you hear them people and run
i’m the realist to ever do it
i got it locked on the block with them grams, cuz i’m hot with the music
keep the thang in my hand, man i like how i use it
catch a hot one, watch a 4 blow like its fuses

[hook x2]

hahaha these punk police man they keep tryna pull us over man
these punk f-cking fedz keep taping our phones and sh-t man
we ain’t tripping man, ya’ll motherf-ckers can’t stop us man
i hear that chopper humming
n-gg- holla heads up when them people coming
new no limit baby we gon do this sh-t
n-gg- til the game over and the game ain’t never over