G-G, G-G, No peace talks, no flags No mercy, I'm yo ass
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There once was some niggas tried to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in' surgery This four five has made a lot of apologize (Yeah) The come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies niggas catch a case and then claim they hard A couple chest wounds will a nigga change his heart I just my part, and while you shootin' up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban get it poppin''
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I'm of you niggas with your may be beef We gonna be forever, you're temporary like baby teeth (Ah huh) I'm in and out the clubs, A D D (Right) Dark Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks (Right) (Yeah) These niggas out the blue So you hang 'em off the At they'll have to helicopter you The Jimmy lived in the bags, the bell or hop do I rap for the neighborhood niggas failed in high school (Ah) You can I came a long way in' my sense, home grown (Ah huh) That's why them little in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my I even freestyle for free I gave 'em a break, over seas (Right) But it's kinda hard to get sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your role wit the I put staples in yo ass than a telephone pole (Yeah)
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