If my niggas don't wit' you, I don't fuck wit' you That's just a code in my hood, don't let these hit you Be a man of your word, don't ever let 'em you up for your shit, make sure these haters pay you Can't nothing stop a room full of real I got some bad rich bitches, they my real It's working four jobs not to kill niggas My little love to ride by and spill niggas If y'all fell out some chips that ain't your real nigga If y'all fell out over a chick that ain't your real I be a house nigga be a field nigga I Port Arthur chick, call it my trill nigga I met Duke in 92 and we still Hilfigers before they was like chill niggas Living well me and my go'n eat Before you hate, hit the with both feet
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Max the homies, try to teach them things Teach them how to make a of change, even keep the change But they neva change, bought a set of chains with another Upgraded to a better chain, Beretta sing, I ain't playing on the 'rari start to look like hooves Pigs by the crib start to like wolves Money neva change me only the situation The I be chasin got them sucka niggas hatin Started from the pavement, Satan, match my claims so they compare me to a mason Free like slaves but they and crazy We talkin' crack or we talkin about blacks? Spliffing the blunt up, then pickin the gun up Motherfuckers is if it in in the run up they gettin the come up, yup bitch And they do the sun up And is for my niggas and my gang Through the and the fame Only thing that never change is my
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I got the niggas that I with me Any issues my nigga you know to hit me No question no hesitation it comes to holding fam down, If you creep me the fuck out you probably ain't Now you can hate on the side lines, I'm skippin You got me up, keep talkin and kiss my ass No sweatin the ho shit, too in tune the family I do got the that do know Scott They give me the that a nigga need If its a to stay or a dime sack of weed Word to Dennis, ridin' and thin until we finished Focused to keep the replenished, clothes on our kids And keep my niggas from away on a bid Only wanted all the fly when we got big Chasin these hoes up in they at they momma crib Beat niggas up so 'bout it, 'bout it they go about it We all grown, of our own Providing for 'em real niggas, real that's the code Perform so as I am my brother's keeper He will provide me with a if I need or a street sweeper The love I have for my niggas is another You gotta real nigga down with you for your life for my niggas The brothers that I never had made my life a lot less sad my
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