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Krayzie Bone

"n*ggas Got Me f*cked Up"

[Hook]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
I'm down for my crown mane
If I go out
I go out on yo' ass mane
Lame ass n*ggas starting sh*t like some bast*rds
When I catch ya mark ass slippin'
I'm a blast ya
Half of ya fools get high before a drive-by
I don't need a joint to let me know that a ho can die
Through the eye blast of the elevated scope-ah
Pull the trigger back
Watch the bullets smack his throat-ah
n*gga starting sh*t is a n*gga who's a coward
Only starting sh*t cause he think he got some power
Shower yo' ass wit' a full clip of hollow points
When I start to blast b*tch
I bet yo' ass will get the point
Point me a tone right dead at ya dome fool
Damn he from the hood
f*ck that ain't nobody cool
Foolish ass, jealous ass n*ggas know they ain't down
You done met yo' match boy and
The Patsta gonna clown

[Hook]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up
These n*ggas got me f*cked up

[Verse 2]
Now everybody wanna play the hard role
Talkin' bout a b*tch, their money and a bank roll
I know
That if a fool steps to Patsta I'll serve ya
I'll be downtown for yo' goddamn murder
j*rk a n*gga by his collar
Pistol to his head
When I pull the trigger
Bet a dollar that the tricks dead
Dead on arrival wit' his weak boy at the club
Trying to f*ck wit' Pat
In his back head caught a slug
.38 Caliber however at close range
Is very, very fatal mane to n*gga's brain
Train everyday I'm a motherf*ckin' soldier
When you come up missing motherf*cker I done told ya
Hold ya nuts up
Go and get ya pop gun
You must be a fool if you think this n*gga's gonna run
From yo' ass I'm a pull the gat back til you struck
n*ggas should've known dog
Project Pat don't give a f*ck

[Hook]
These n*ggas got me f*cked up

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