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• Defend Your Own • | by Collie Buddz
(Intro:)
Yeah ya know
Nah nah nah
Outta road you have to defend your own
Well,

(Chorus:)
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now Ease off you have to defend
Your own so,
Now ease off, squeeze off, pop it off
Now ease off, you have to protect
Your own now
Full clip, banana clip, hollow tip,
Yeah it a fling if a bwoy trip,
In here now
Full clip, trigger nah stick, rubber grip
Bullet a fling if a bwoy slip.

(Verse 1:)
Evidently,
Them a no badman, them always talk bout them a
Gangsta of the century,
Whe them a do, whe them a try, come dis badman
Fool that a tempt we,
Me no care how much bling you have, bullet a boar
Through you and your Bently,
Almighty God a protect we,
Yeah, me bun the sweet sensi,
Keep my mind off of badmind, hypocrite, and people
Who envy,
Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get
Empty,
Dont bother talk about six shots, pussy, I
Bust twenty,
Protect we,
Nah nah now,

(chorus)

(Verse 2: Krayzie Bone)
You betta keep a weapon to protect your own
I keep an automatic steady ready get this on
I put it right up to yo dome then I wet the chrome
And when I kill u the da feds come and
Im long gone
Dont try to tell me you anit heard about
A nigga (bone)
Lyrical killer Im fienna let the trigga go
Anybody think is sweet can let a nigga know
We can get it on in the middle of the flo
U wanna battle I I tell u no lie
Its a suicide Its a suicide
Who am I Im the truth no lie nigga
Fool with I and you all die
True protection sawed off selection
Head your neck no longer connection
Huhh Huhh killah killah

(chorus)

(Verse 3:)
21, Gun Alley, White Hill,
T.H.c. from top of the Hill,
M.O.B., Rubber Tree, J.V.C., O.R.C.
Them bwoy bad eeee,
42, Middle Town, Deep Dale, Frontine,
Badman from way back longtime,
Shady Corners, Hollywood, Parkside,
Southside, you don't want them come
Collide,
Green Acres, do I have any takers? Them bwoy ago
Make you meet your maker,
Devils Hole mon a no fakers, done you
Like how the Spurs done the Lakers,
B.E.R.M.U.D.A,
Breaker, breaker, breaker,
St. Georges, St. Davids,
Get lost out round there and nobody can save ya,

(chorus)
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