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It's a cool summer
My 4 4's on my waist, gotta a stick of dynamite
Got some beef with some niggaz across
Keep my man to the ground, I gotta it down

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

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

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

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

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

I got nigga locked down wit my joint to his gun
And word up he got a press
Aiy yo, Money, what's address?
1, 2, 45, Boulevard Queens and I my man, they try to caravan

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

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They get robbed, they go
Money, and repeatin', they don't want trouble
I told that Lu to move the
Aiy yo cheeks, me take this damn bitch down the stairs
I come back up for the session, money still the fuck up confessin'

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

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3 o'clock in the morn, shit 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 up my best friends

A 40 ounce and let the right
I got to see the boy
Understand, now he's in
I roll all my windows down, pull my shit on the

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

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