Thicker Than Water movie - Police Rush the Spot lyrics

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Song by Noreaga f/ Maze, Musolini<br /><br>

[Maze]<br>

I'm seein niggas are stealin, the LOM seein six juniors<br>

Rumors I'm hearin, niggas got some shit brewin<br>

And appearin to me, clearly, ya niggas fear me<br>

And comparin to me, ya frill healy<br>

Maze who come nearly, some the Projects thru youngers<br>

Gun shit confronted, by jakes poppin up like late walkers<br>

All around, all ya can all go down<br>

We match pound for pound, 'cept our last 16 rounds<br>

Which it ticks me now, I spit swift like our leaf fist<br>

Crystal weave drown, real shit, what you need now<br>

Niggas sayin if you got beef, play it close<br>

For ya whole ass niggas, sprayin the toast big moss<br>

It's like a dose of gun powder to a ol' pounder<br>

The sounds of Maze and Mus' lay moose while typical tray gon choose<br>

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[Chorus 2X: Noreaga]<br>

Man shit, police just rush the spot<br>

I hot a jar in my pocket, and I still do rock<br>

Off top, Maze and Mus' ready to drop<br>

So what you hatin on, what you hatin on<br>

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[Musolini]<br>

Holler at ya partner man, gettin high with me<br>

Ride with me, keep the luger nine with me<br>

Since a young kid, I never listened<br>

Streets and prisoners, penns sittin<br>

Zit bitten, foul decision<br>

But respect the game, except a change<br>

Ex-friends, sayin my name<br>

Funny how things never stay the same<br>

Many say "keep ya enemies closer for sober"<br>

BK to Corona holdin the toaster<br>

Funny style niggas got me lookin over soldiers<br>

Leaders and soldiers, separate the wooboos from the boulders<br>

Do you believe in God? Allah Gehova<br>

We live this thug shit, Don P bug shit<br>

38 slug shit, fuckin out in public<br>

Nore and Maze told you how we feel some time<br>

For pain I spit rhyme, ya niggas can touch mine, muthafuckas<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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[Maze]<br>

Off top, I drop jewels like this till I die<br>

My man Shan said Maze when you spit niggas fry<br>

I grew around reputer losers that's why<br>

I knew the math for the future<br>

In my path of youth, out for the cash<br>

My mans in the ass, jar bless<br>

One of my mans keep the jar on his garment<br>

Stash of rap, no lesson<br>

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[Musolini]<br>

For head rhyme niggas think they got nine lives<br>

Hit them 9 times, explicit forecit crimes<br>

Yo this for my bitches and thugs, riches and love<br>

Live by the gun, so I guess my death will end in a slug<br>

Young nigga who watch the older dude<br>

They show the rules, twin ammy illa, by the time I got bigger<br>

Caught of in life, and not givin a fuck<br>

When niggas except early death for gettin locked up<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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