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Yeah OK we broadcast live the west side Where the real nigga and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do time, you don't testify You keep face card good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a fiend Keep a strap at all times run numbers up If that ain't what you want you one of us We live
From a You blow, better get enough to get an elbow Or you shit You be the man when you bricks And not before It ain't gon be no shit, you better know that for the gunplay, and I count every one day Happen that me with it and I'm back on the frontpage Just this shit how it go, I follow the g-code They so far up on niggas they u got a cheatcode All I ever wanted was a widebody And a bad bitch, you got no widebody friends Ain't never got a hand 'em out Long as I can keep the on me at the gambling house
OK we broadcast live from the side Where the real ride and the rest die Ay don't be out talking bout shit that you don't know about You catch a lick and do your time, you don't You your face cut good and your nose clean trust the word of a dope fiend Keep a strap at all times run numbers up If that ain't what you you ain't one of us We live
From the gutter, get high with they mother To take they mind off they father go do some for they brother Boy you get with that bundle better not at another you get hit with a title from which you never recover My uncle mad 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) Divide the have from the Should twelve get on your ass, them nothing but gas Expecting nothing but the spend it as it coming In God we trust, for everyone else the all
OK we broadcast live the west side Where the real nigga and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know You catch a lick and do time, you don't testify You keep face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a fiend Keep a at all times run them numbers up If ain't what you want you ain't one of us
Nigga we live and from the project Where ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit So when they get a little cheque, think they hot A pyrex and nine out of ten And hot half price, nigga hard shit And thot shit'll around every week, but it did so you keep If the neck game ain't good if a lame nigga Ay we'll up through the week but on the weekend!
OK we broadcast live from the west Where the nigga ride and the rest die Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't know You catch a and do your time, you don't testify You keep face cut good and your nose clean Never trust the word of a dope Keep a strap at all run them numbers up If that ain't what you you ain't one of us we broadcast live