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It's a summer night
My 4 4's on my waist, gotta half a stick of
Got some beef with some niggaz town
my man to the ground, I gotta shut it down

They pull up on my block, I'm in my little hooptie
So they I want the white rock
They walk towards my ride
Surprise motherfucker, it's a handful of South

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I put two to his head, I jumped on the state
I'm rushin' out to Hempstead
One down and one to go, I heard the nigga's on
And he's gotten a ball of

I in the nigga's door
I sat the nigga in the door my nickel plated fo', fo'
And word up that shit is
The way this hit the floor when the freaky got raw

bitch tried to burst but I shot her in the back
Aiy yo, Money, where your at?
He took me back this room
Beside the safe of G's, he had mad bags of booze

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A lot to do
I up the underground
let me speak to nigga Lu
He said, "Taliq, up my man?"

I got this nigga down wit my joint to his gun
And word up he got a mail
Aiy yo, Money, what's this
1, 2, 45, Boulevard Queens and I tell my man, try to caravan

Understand, I'm on a
And just be nice to pack some ammunition
And get phillies from the store
And park the van on the and you're comin' through the side door

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They get robbed, they go
Money, beggin' and repeatin', they want trouble
I told that Lu to the chairs
Aiy yo cheeks, me take this damn bitch down the stairs
I come back up for the session, money still tied the up confessin'

I blow some smoke into his
"Here nigga, take two puff before you die"
Yo, I stood up, about faced him and yo lost boys him
Aiy yo queens boys him and yo south side waste him

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It's 3 o'clock in the morn, is on motherfuckers, shit is on
Yeah, yeah, I get this nigga, Shawn
I'm in a stolen car with no motherfuckin' lights on
I heard, Shawn got crazy
But before I do this thing, I go and pick up my best

A 40 ounce and let the fields
I got to see the boy
Understand, now in court
I roll all my windows down, pull my shit on the

But I bein' sneaky 'cause I'm freaky, Taliq, I'm freaky, Taliq
But right now I got beef wit nigga named Shawn
Shit is on, word is bond, money is
He's his bitch, in bed

I pull out my 44, and I don't do his head
'Cause shit is too easy
Even though he can go in one squeeze, G, it's it's crazy
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