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People got to money
(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 in the slums
But niggas guns distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one servin' the
Niggas about Miami but they scared to come
Leavin' they family in danger just to in the sun

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

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

The reenactment of my first
no remorse and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I even know this nigga
The shit was deep I just let it go
While I was shootin' my money
Fruitin' bout my dough,
I bust his ass like the last

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

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

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

All I need is big guns on the 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)

All I is big guns 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 down to ride me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy think he paid, jumpin' out
AK's, on the ground they 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 with extra
Holla "killer head", and make them bitches the script

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

All I need is big 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 many niggas to ride 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
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How niggas down to ride 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 them big things call shoppas