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n o r e - police rush the spot lyrics

[maze]
i’m seein n-gg-s are stealin, the lom seein six juniors
rumors i’m hearin, n-gg-s got some sh-t brewin
and appearin to me, clearly, ya n-gg-s fear me
and comparin to me, ya frill healy
maze who come nearly, some the projects thru youngers
gun sh-t confronted, by jakes poppin up like late walkers
all around, all ya can all go down
we match pound for pound, ‘cept our last 16 rounds
which it ticks me now, i spit swift like our leaf fist
crystal weave drown, real sh-t, what you need now
n-gg-s sayin if you got beef, play it close
for ya whole -ss n-gg-s, sprayin the toast big moss
it’s like a dose of gun powder to a ol’ pounder
the sounds of maze and mus’ lay moose while typical tray gon choose

[chorus x2: noreaga]
man sh-t, police just rush the spot
i hot a jar in my pocket, and i still do rock
off top, maze and mus’ ready to drop
so what you hatin on, what you hatin on

[musolini]
holler at ya partner man, gettin high with me
ride with me, keep the luger nine with me
since a young kid, i never listened
streets and prisoners, penns sittin
zit bitten, foul decision
but respect the game, except a change
ex-friends, sayin my name
funny how things never stay the same
many say “keep ya enemies closer for sober”
bk to corona holdin the toaster
funny style n-gg-s got me lookin over soldiers
leaders and soldiers, separate the wooboos from the boulders
do you believe in god? allah gehova
we live this thug sh-t, don p bug sh-t
38 slug sh-t, f-ckin out in public
nore and maze told you how we feel some time
for pain i spit rhyme, ya n-gg-s can touch mine, m-th-f-ckas

[chorus x2]

[maze]
off top, i drop jewels like this till i die
my man shan said maze when you spit n-gg-s fry
i grew around reputer losers that’s why
i knew the math for the future
in my path of youth, out for the cash
my mans in the -ss, jar bless
one of my mans keep the jar on his garment
stash of rap, no lesson

[musolini]
for head rhyme n-gg-s think they got nine lives
hit them 9 times, explicit forecit crimes
yo this for my b-tches and thugs, riches and love
live by the gun, so i guess my death will end in a slug
young n-gg- who watch the older dude
they show the rules, twin ammy illa, by the time i got bigger
caught of in life, and not givin a f-ck
when n-gg-s except early death for gettin locked up

[chorus x2]

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