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Riot C I A

fighting in the streets so you can feel at ease We're fighting for our lives we all must sure survive I'm in the C.I.A. C.I.A. C.I.A. ha ha ha

I ain't a nigga That's gonna get left with a big zero as a figure I'm gonna end up with a big sum 'Cause if you don't like one jam, I always got another one Different, specifically I

cream When I'm in Versailles, I'm a popular guy My oh my, I'm as French as apple pie They think I'm awfully witty, a riot and a half When I tell a stupid

.C. shit, I'm a PG shit I ain't finna keep it And I be with P, so I got B.B.C. shit Even if I didn't, I would ball like arenas, swish Now shawty this

nerves Coolin at the pad, smokin herb Had a show the next day, so I figured I'd rest Cause when I throw a show, I like to give it my best Yo, that's when

hand It's a great feeling, show 'em how to be a man Exactly, pack trees in my khakis My sound fat like a Neve while you thin like a Mackey C'mon, shine

type, what I recite's kinda lethal Niggaz know, the flow that I kick, there's no refill I'm murderin' niggaz, yo, and maybe because of the tone I kicks when I

say goodbye (I will always keep you near) [Verse 2 - The Game] I love it when they call me Big Popp-a I only smoke blunts if they roll prop-a Look I

fucking movement from the very day that it began as you riot riot riot your fucking self right to the bank i know we all know that you're just a fucking