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

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

Best be unloadin' a Tec, nigga
You better protect your head, the chest nigga
I run the killers guerrillas and the head busters
I grew up with and hustlers, you can't trust 'em

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

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

Dis bitch off the hook! never sleep
Dis bitch full of crooks, they hunt for the
Niggaz comin' home to hit 'em a lick
Wanna bounce from a quarter ounce up to a

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

They smokin' weed, they D, they sellin' ki's
While bitches shakin' ass in the middle of the street
You representin'? It be M A G
Or gon' get mad and never let you leave

A mine, 6th Street and Hadley
Street, Robertson and T.C.
It's on fire the wars they cause
A bunch of ignorant wearin' camouflage
(3 left)

Yes, one-seven nigga,
Niggaz step to the nasty, filthy, dirty
Holly Grove, Carrington, 17 you me?
Need them, birdies? You should see

Prices, cheaper than the average, be
We be thuggers, stunners,
mothers, rape with no rubbers
What the, What is that I smell?

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

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

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

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

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

Bought that yourself, cousin
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 stung cousin', stung
(I you got the message)