Whee hee hee hee!

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Desperado. Can't help it. I just can't let it ride

wanted dead or alive.

Desperado. Gunsmoke makes me strive.

Bogus way of life.

Who the hero? Who the villian?

When I'm sterrin down the block

fools wanna try why

fly what they ridin'

on the tip of a rider slidin'

somebody gotta die

on the frontier.

Cruisin' but watchin' for a hit

cause the hood be on

shoot em up

everytime I look around

something goin' down buck buck

somebody got popped

stop drop

hollow point tips hard to dodge

when you lookin' down your enemies barrel

you wish your apparel was camaflouge

booyaw what you gone do now

I got my crew pal

and weese wrangla's

what I got in my chamber

will rearrange ya

goddang ya

will hang ya

death wish wanna play

under lasy under lay

can't help it when I spray

break out if you stay

you're gonna pay in a bogus way

I'll blow your skull hollow

now if you follow

that's your choice and you're

gonna feel sorrow

death hard to swallow

you rodent

here todasy gone tomorrow

shouldn't fuck wit a...

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In the streets it's a game

niggas try to get a name

but ah,

I don't fuck with em

when I hit em with the shit to make em wanna

squash it,

watch it.

Ride off through the valley

leave em in the alley.

Stankin' bitch who gone trick

no witnesses

I rush the vic

two times in the shit.

I laid em, miss

he was acting like he had something

I got pissed.

No whif.

A nigga said that he was at you

what you gone do

strap up black hoody up and

bit the dust

a hard head make a soft ass,

so I'm gone blast.

Watch a motherfucker last.

Shoot it

don't baby food it

you got something nigga

you'd better use it.

Threatning a nigga with a gun

it aint fun

you caught one.

Three off from the back

gotta blow my guns

woo-woo

with a glock

make your ass stop.

Attack again

won't come back again

fuckin' him up like a bitch.

Bustin' at him quick

reachin' for your shit

try to get away from me

you getting hit

you dig.

Better move your kids

I'm at this nigga

and I don't wanna do it,

but I'm wanted

so fuck it

I'm ready to drop em

shit

I got em.

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Who can help but to be scandalous

cloned a vandalist

but aint havin' shit.

Boom. Buck. Buck.

Who's next to get fucked up.

Chump

gotta lot of rowdy niggas

wannt get your body stunk.

Steppin' in the middle of a motherfuckin' blizzard

where niggas are livin' and copin'

and rooftop scopin'

at ass

too fast

sufferin' succotash.

Quicker to bust and blast

take em up off the map.

Now you wonder why it's on

it's on,

cause a motherfucker didn't play like that.

Start the shit

the Conflict we attack right away.

To be exact

now you wanna squash it.

Uh-uh

it's a rumble

only way we gone end it

when you on your back

kick off and ripped off

til shit aint attached.

Itch through the dirt

like a bitch bad with crabs.

Yee-Haw, Yee-Haw

Desperado rollin' out

I'm wanted for millions

for hanging up scabs.

Take that

bust off cannon then haul ass.

Bogus way of life.

But life get the last laugh

no chance to glance and dance.

Shit in your pants

your leavin' the land

hit your whole clan

with they guns in they hand.

Mission is finished

and victory flawless.

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Gunsmoke from the Chi

never with a crew

and it's Flict and die.

Gotta' put em up

put yo hands up right now

clap

I'ma snap

react and serve my pack

or punch a punk dumb

here I come

with the Flict

renegade and raw dope'll split

heads.

Come equip or get rip with

lead

never dis

dat strap so what's next

we can get down

rumble or tuggle around

what you got

you gotta give it your all right now

pal

or get piled with pow

you foul

we buckwild

get on up you got one false move.

It's Chi for now

we down to change the rules.

Buddy done got his nutty split

sent off a bit

now he got some conflict

got a thousand grams of mac

Wildstylian with Hiddian the Yak.

What else you need to justify trials of the Flict

cause the Flcit'll straight kick it off

somethin' proper dopper know you can't stop a

poppin'.

Steady mobbin' straight up knockin' you noggin.

Tell me what you got, I'm starvin'

bring it on nigga

you trigger happy

I'ma desperado.

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