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[Intro: S.I. (Sheek Louch)] Oh yeah! (Yeah! It's the comp!) Na na na na na! (D-Block! S.I. Let's go!) [Chorus: S.I. (Sheek Louch)] I'm just ridin in

New York Tony Yayo GGGGG G Unit And I'd like to thank Game cause hes Mr. Potato Head of the year Put together gangsta, Change Of Heart ass nigga I'd like

finger Catch one of you rap cats in the 'Humdinger' Some niggas get shot, livin' with 'pump-singers' Expect to die, I'd rather sit in a chair, electrified This thing here, testify But, other

business in this blizzard They just kibbitz, here's five shots to visit, blaka Blowing bullet holes sizes of door knockers Three headed for my chest straight, the other

here for the fam that's there when I need 'em Yo, uh uh uh, hello, it gotta be the same cats I can tell by they strange acts When they mumble to each other

to the Seventh Deadly Sin To me the Seventh Deadly Sin is hardcore rap And I'm very proud to have been a part of that throughout the years I'd like

was definitely flowin' I was ridin' shotgun, Donald and Hen in back Look through the tint recognized a jack Two brothers strolled up talkin' 'bout get out Donald D

(intro) Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the

where I been you gotta feel me An example of what a street dream means Man I made something out of nothing Started out hand to hand on the block pumping