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From a You sell blow, better get enough to get an Or you shit You be the man when you bricks And not before It gon be no sucker shit, you better know that Prepare for the gunplay, and I count one day Happen that me with it and I'm back on the frontpage Just play this shit how it go, I follow the They so far up on niggas think u got a cheatcode All I wanted was a widebody Benz And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends Ain't got a little hand 'em out as I can keep the cheetah on me at the gambling house
OK we live from the west side Where the nigga ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't You keep your face cut good and your nose Never the word of a dope fiend Keep a at all times run them numbers up If ain't what you want you ain't one of us We live
From the gutter, nigga get high they mother To take they mind off they father go do some time for brother Boy you get caught with that better not point at 'Fore you get hit with a title from which you recover My mad tell me boy you better be the man You better fight, they whoop your ass you fight again (damn) Coming live the trap spot Get from a slab to a laptop (cocaine) the have from the havenots Should twelve get on ass, give them nothing but gas nothing but the money spend it fast as it In God we trust, for else the cash all
OK we live from the west side Where the real nigga and the rest die Ay be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a and do your time, you don't testify You keep your face cut good and your clean trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all run them numbers up If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
Nigga we live and direct the project Where ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit So when they get a little cheque, think hot shit A pyrex and nine out of ten And hot half price, nigga hard shit And thot shit'll turn around every week, but it did so you If the neck game ain't good if a nigga peep Ay we'll up through the week but on the weekend!
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