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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
Keep my man to the ground, I shut it down

They pull up on my block, I'm in my little brown
So they guess I want the white
walk close 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 and one to go, I heard the next nigga's on
And gotten a ball of dough

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

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

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

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

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

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

I blow some into his eyes
"Here nigga, two more 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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It's 3 o'clock in the morn, shit is on motherfuckers, is on
Yeah, yeah, I get this nigga, Shawn
I'm drivin' in a stolen car with no motherfuckin' on
I heard, got crazy ends
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 in court
I roll all my down, pull my shit on the corner

But I still bein' sneaky 'cause I'm freaky, Taliq, I'm freaky,
But right now I got beef wit this nigga named
Shit is on, is bond, money is gone
with his bitch, in bed

I pull out my 44, and I wanna do his head
'Cause this shit is too
Even though he can go in one squeeze, G, it's it's crazy
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