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

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

Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin'
Like droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the
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 is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey)

All I need is big on the side 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 of my first murda
no remorse and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I ain't even this nigga
The shit was I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' my money
Fruitin' my dough, bitch
I his ass like the last muthafucka

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

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

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

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 with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

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

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

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 many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

(Gangsta)
Just that
(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