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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 call shoppas

See I was raised in the
But niggas tote guns and run
out on the one and one servin' the bomb
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 droppin' up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't my life to that 'cause it's over 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
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

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

The of my first murda
With no remorse and no
Hell, cuz I ain't know this nigga
The shit was I couldn't just let it go
While I was 'bout my money
bout my dough, bitch
I bust his ass like the muthafucka

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 in bad choppas
I still got 'em, nigga begged 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 'bout to hear about him

I'm the era of the goodfellas, you know
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 back to thirties and
see that's way before them Bama-ass hammers and loaves
That's in the days the ave was jumpin'

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

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 bitches die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, 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 that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

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

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 many niggas to ride 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 bitches die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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