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

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

Nigga, we did what you done and what you about
droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause it's and out
That's how it is when you exposed in the
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 to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
a half 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, hey)

The reenactment of my murda
With no and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I ain't even know nigga
The shit was I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' 'bout my
Fruitin' bout my dough,
I bust his ass like the last

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

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

Every nigga was gettin'
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, goddammit say it every time
Betta call us

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

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

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

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

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

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

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