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

[Chorus 2x: 40
is 40 Cal., and the forty thou'
Every forty miles and running, screaming shorty
Laugh, flows, crack on the
When you hear that 4-0, act like you

[40
40, I can show you how to get a mean
Supply you crack that'll get your fiends back
Trust me, so keep talking and get ya team
Gun smoking so much, it need a nicotine
And I'mma smoker, you got a chain, I smoke ya
Throw 'em on the M track, that's how I train
Broke lie and steal, I leave 'em lyin' still
You got a watch, you dead, that's time to
It ain't right and when I show 'em the pills
I'mma threat, you just a little fire drill
I buy out deals, why? 'cause I rhyme
So don't think it's millions, when I hit you with the 9
I'm a mind field, niggaz scared to step to me
Drop two freestyles, want the best of me
See the Roc cooking up, this the recipe
Byrdgang, told you, consectively

2x]

[40
Touch my jewels, niggaz love to a grenade
My gun hold twelve shells, a carton of eggs
Ya'll know dudes Harlem get paid
But I talk about money, when it cost you an arm and a leg
Sparking up haze in the Garcia Veg', 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 niggaz a carton a day, I blow ya father way
Just to make you go, farther
in my hood, you try to floss fresher than Manny
You be sweet Vicks like the cough candy
You mad my heavy and fancy
Your money come in light bills, like ConEdison
Tuck whammies in a mini hoster, so when I hit you with the slam
Fuck Sammy, me Semi Sosa