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Lyrics
This bitch chris gonna get capped/
You aint a gangsta, cos ur sittin there with gunz up on ur lap
Fuck tha intro, lets get straight to the murkin/
Cos we all know chris and gunz are the very same person
I'll lay a curse on you bitches, like a burnt piece of chicken/
You'll get merked and then get served in tha kitchen
You sound worse than 'Right Thurr' when you spittin/
My sickness carrys on, yet the cures intermittant
Chris tries to act hard and earn him some cred/
Tellin people he's got gunz at home, under his bed
You get dealt, layed out, then disappear like card tricks/
No-one since the 1800's has died from arsenic
