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You know we don't hits, uh uh
We classics nigga, uh huh
Cash money, c'mon, get at me

Nigga thuggin' is in my blood and my
All the niggaz I fuck with, they bling
V.L. is my block my hood, my set
Uptown is the spot where you get put to the nigga

Best be 'bout a Tec, nigga
You better protect head, fuck the chest nigga
I run with the killers guerrillas and the head
I grew up with murderers and hustlers, you trust 'em

I been cut niggaz for a while now
I stay to and whoopin' ballers
Who got of birds or chickens or ki's or bricks, whatever
Click clack! I got to it, no matter

What the be
I'm my fetti, my dollars, my loot, my grip, my green
UPT 13 and CMB
Is what I for life and I'm H O T nigga
(4 left)

Dis off the hook! Nigga never sleep
Dis bitch full of crooks, they for the weak
Niggaz comin' home tryin' to hit 'em a
Wanna from a quarter ounce up to a brick

Dem old side niggaz, them new niggaz
Might get but they do ride niggaz
They stuck in line, but right it's all over
The block party jumpin' at in Magnolia

They weed, they slangin' D, they sellin' ki's
While bitches they ass in the middle of the street
You representin'? It be M A G
Or niggaz gon' get mad and let you leave

A bill mine, 6th Street and
Willow Street, and T.C.
It's on from the wars they cause
A bunch of motherfuckers wearin' camouflage
(3 left)

Yes, nigga, look
step down to the nasty, filthy, dirty
Holly Grove, Carrington, 17 you me?
Need them, birdies? You should see

Prices, than the average, ki's be
We be thuggers, stunners,
Kidnap mothers, rape with no
What the, hell? What is I smell?

No, it's not but it's a body by the canal
My grill, platinum, necklace,
Rolex, platinum, Hot Boy, ask him
Blunts, we 'em, guns, we have 'em

We do not flash 'em unless we gon' 'em
My clothes, Rees, Tees,
Fo'-fo's, calicos, brr! Reload, explode
Let it be told, I'm from Holly Grove,
(2 left)

Look, look, look, plenty got diamonds in my
Two karats on my finger, ten around my neck
It's a must everyday that I my pockets fat
Got so many haters, that's why I strapped on my gat

I bust back back, leave yo' ass flat
Trust that if you play me I dress in black
a fact, don't make me click up with Karen and Brad-Brad [unverified]
You head your that, ain't no comin' back back, I'm tellin' you

with me, your people, people gon' be smellin' you
Make me pop and throw, six niggaz carry you
People don't have no money, can't bury you
Don't no insurance, you be in the freezer a week or two

Bought that insurin' yourself,
Get it how you it nigga, when they come cousin
Gun, I'ma peel it you can run cousin
Gun click get hit and you get cousin', stung cousin
(I you got the message)