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East To West Heat On The Line

life on the line It's so clear to me That this game you play Is gonna end someday You don't know what a chance you're taking Leavin' your heart on the

we in session Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God Shit is real on the motherfuckin' Hill God Shit is

things round here Whooaaa This is my black right here Well hold on now little buddy pump your breaks slow ya roll ease back on your throttle put your plans on

niggas stay frontin' Lines come digital stupid, plus ain't got no jury on Bet I'm still live and I'm coopin' Two of my silver-backs fun through a pack of your wolves Front on

frontin' Lines come digital stupid, plus my team got 'nuff jury on, bet I'm still live and I'm coopin' Two of my silverbacks run through a pack of your wolves Front on

in my waste line Stick like a base line Pull out my heat, fear and power at the same time Black skull cap keep my khakis creased Rydas got love from the West to the East

Expo -niert Explo - diert MA - RA - THON King - Size Expo - size Expo - beat City - heat - new prize Expo - se East - West Next - best Next - test Expo

, breathe in ya' man to get killed Put a knife to the love of ya life Put a slug in ya wife Blood on ya ice Mud on my knife Homicide, drug price, chain

ve been through Hell and back, scars swell on my back, I spit bars, y'all spit repetative raps, I'm a street dude, who decided to rhyme with lines that