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People got to have
(Gangsta)
Just like
(Just that)
My recipe for
(Murda)
Couple of brown
(Pounds of brown)
DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things they shoppas

See I was raised in the
But niggas tote guns and run
Watch out on the one and one servin' the
Niggas talk about Miami but scared to come
Leavin' family in danger just to play in the sun

Nigga, we did what you done and what you about
Like drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my to that 'cause it's over and out
That's how it is you exposed in the south
See

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The of my first murda
With no remorse and no
Hell, cuz I ain't even this nigga
The shit was deep I couldn't let it go
While I was shootin' my money
Fruitin' bout my dough,
I bust his ass the last muthafucka

Went in with them stunnas, came out them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet after bullet pumpin' after fully
You muthafuckas in bad choppas
I still got 'em, that nigga begged for his but I still shot him
I let him know bitch, this is how I 'bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma 'bout to hear him

I'm the era of the goodfellas, you know
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo
I growed up on the watchin' Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin'
I take this shit back to and vogue
Let's see that's way before them Bama-ass and loaves
That's in the days when the ave was

Every nigga was money
Every corner was pumpin' and
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new
Money, money,
Every time, I'll say it every time
Betta us murderers

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy he gettin' paid, jumpin' out
AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do this in Dade
bee's, snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Them killed my dogg, naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten shit, got SK's with extra clips
Holla "killer head", and make bitches flip the script

Cut it back to light, fake the left, rip the
Them feel my eyes, bitches down to die tonight
Pull right on the side, raise it up that thang
Went "bang, bang" their muh'fuckin' brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I kill for
And when I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

(Gangsta)
Just like
(Just that)
My recipe for
(Murda)
pounds of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of big things they call shoppas