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Duck Sick II Lyrics

Mmmm, I'm back for the payback, black.
Ready to attack, so to your jaw I start to mack.
Its the m*****f*****g Compton psycho.
So suckers who be sounding so wack, don't try to b***, yo.
You'll play the b**** and I'll play the pimp.
Then I'll be pimping your a** to make money real fast.
Cause to the homies you just don't hit.
Can't get juice with that doo-wap pop s***.
Geah n****, I just won't quit.
My rap is bomb a** chronic, 10 dollars a hit.
Try to diss fool and I'll shut you down.
Put on a big nose fool cause its time to clown.
So now I gots to break my m*****f*****g foot off
in your a** because you came back too soft.
They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks.
Well this trick is new, its the duck sick 2.

Now watch me f*** up your program.
And you'll be saying 'd*** i lost my luck.'
Now your a** is stuck, m***********.
By the Compton gangsta of rap. Raised in the hood.
Always up to no good.
I need to peel a cap, so I kill some
Poor unfortunate fool with the nine gun.
You come fake, f*** with Eiht, you gots no clout.
Keep talking s*** as I buss your f****** mouth.
Now fool what kinda move was that?
I see your quick to talk s***, yeah boy I'm quick to pull the gatt.
Claiming my city, oh what a pity.
And the way you shout out just sounds s*****.
So n****, slow your m*****f*****g roll.
f*** you with a pole, with the rhymes you stole.
So gather up your homies, him him and him and you.
Geah, its the duck sick 2.
I don't believe it, another m***********
on the rap shelf done f***** hisself.
Just squeezed in like a b****.
I guess that's why he raps with a high pitch.
I just can't figure,
How the punk ever think he could f*** this n****.
Your short, shorter than short, sorry punk.
Still blast that a** when the Ides got me drunk.
Just keep getting it, don't stop sucking
too soon punk or Eiht'll start f******.
Your weak old s*** that won't last.
You won't hang as I slap your b**** a**.
So get ready, cause its your m*****f*****g calling.
You and your wack a** crews 'll start falling.
Geah drop your knees, because we ain't through.
Get a grip, do it quick, the m*****f*****g duck sick 2.
We outta here.
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