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[40
Aiyo, the heat do
Oh dough, too cheap,
I blow his wig off like a C2K
I don't care what ya say
ya whole team fags, call your crew B2Gay
What you know about Couversier and the gray
Berry, Halle Robertson, that's how a holiday
I play the dotty way, it where ya mommy stay
See the gun, put ya hands up hip hop hooray
I'm a Dr. Dre, is high
Niggaz at me wrong, and I ask 'em why
And they don't have the answer, like Allen I.
Then put ya hands between ya legs, ya ass goodbye
And get ya, aware, Harlem's here
And if we got Roc on, we got Rob 'Em Wear
Cardiare, army's, gear
With coke, will up more heads than a barber chair
my fiend niggaz

[Chorus 2x: 40
This is 40 Cal., and the forty
Every forty and running, screaming shorty wild
Laugh, flows, on the stove
you hear that 4-0, act like you know

[40
40, I can show you how to get a stack
you with crack that'll get your fiends back
Trust me, so talking and get ya team clapped
Gun so much, it need a nicotine patch
And I'mma chain smoker, you got a chain, I ya
Throw 'em on the M track, that's how I doja's
niggaz lie and steal, I leave 'em lyin' still
You got a watch, you dead, time to kill
It ain't right and when I show 'em the pills
I'mma bomb threat, you just a fire drill
I buy out deals, 'cause I rhyme reals
So don't think it's millions, when I hit you with the 9
I'm like a field, niggaz scared to step to me
two freestyles, already want the best of me
See what the Roc cooking up, this the
Byrdgang, told you, consectively

2x]

[40
my jewels, niggaz love to palm a grenade
My gun hold twelve shells, like a carton of
Ya'll know from Harlem get paid
But I ain't talk about money, it cost you an arm and a leg
Sparking up haze in the Veg', have you cleaning my house
That's the one way ya be me
Sparkin' the gaze, like barbers that
I turn ya head to the Red Sea, and I put a part in ya
I'm why smoke a carton a day, I blow ya father way
Just to you go, farther away
'cause in my hood, you try to floss fresher than
You be Vicks like the cough medicine candy
You mad my tom' heavy and
Your come in light bills, like ConEdison family
Tuck whammies in a hoster, so when I hit you with the grand slam
Fuck Sammy, me Semi Sosa