[Kane & Abel]
Yo KL, hook me up with some of that beats by the pound Kane & Abel
Gangstafied gorrila sh*t
We start tightin up on these n*ggas like a n*gga been doin
[Magic]
n*gga, we got the whole no limit motherf*ckin family representin
Them n*ggas Kane & Abel, am I my brothers keeper
Got that f*ckin tank around your f*ckin neck n*gga, f*ckin right
n*gga
Chorus
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs n*gga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs n*gga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs n*gga
Throw them thangs, don't make me throw them thangs n*gga
[Kane & Abel]
My hustle's still sick, set trip, bullets spin n*ggas flip
Hot slugs hit, that's it, rip that ass like some pump di*k
Feel respect from my balls I don't pause for sh*t
I'm quick to empty my clip and hit the gas b*tch
Drive by, four n*ggas thinkin like they the sh*t
Bye bye, Mr. Kane bring the pain like project brings to the brain
My game is worth more then my weight in cocain
Don't wanna get wet, but b*tch don't go outside in the rain
No Limit, we get respect for chin chacks and teks
Mob connects, tryin to disrespect, save your breath
Cause I ain't met a motherf*cker who can do that yet
On the edge of death like we the last real n*ggas left
[Magic]
Chorus
(My turn now)
Respect my mind I'm ready to war with any n*gga
Face me head up I gotta do that the hard n*gga
You don't know where drama come from cause I'm with Kane & Abel
Twin motherf*ckers that's definately willing and able
Picture the pain we puttin these n*ggas through
We got b*tches hurtin too, we runnin through the whole f*ckin crew
I thought yall knew, for any n*gga that wanna buck up
Get f*cked up, I gotta fortyfive motherf*cker
Chorus
[Kane & Abel]
I split em, I hit em, then casket fit em
Left a n*gga staggerin like Roy Jones done hit em
When I c*ck my sh*t I'm a bust my sh*t
Scary n*ggas in your click ain't prepare for this
Double eye slugs and twelve gauge think this
Hit em with the AP 9 or the M 1 6
See n*ggas so scared casaulties of wars
Hoes flippin through the air like Domonique Dawes
Give me mine plus yours, strip down to the droors
Give me that crome four four, I'm bout to pull a kickdoe
[Magic]
Chorus x2
[Kane & Abel]
This is Kane & Abel and Mr. Magic n*gga
This ain't no motherf*ckin heckyl and jeckyl
Motherf*ckers tryin to keep it real n*gga
Make a million in this sh*t
They tryin to kill other n*ggas but guess what
n*gga run up, n*ggas gonna get more holes then a golf course b*tch
n*ggas down south we bout it b*tch
We dont play no games n*gga, ain't no talkin
Don't make me throw them thangs