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Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' miss you,
Man, I done lost so homies, I need tissue nigga
Taking million dolla pictures, me and all of my
In three years, I plan to have stacks Jigga

Aw naw, hell, naw, man, y'all done up and it
We chiefing like everyday, bluebonic, chronic
I did it, I it, this rap beef, you know who won it
I'm million worldwide, I got mo' money

paid me eighty G's for a hour show
And any nigga be a damn fool, not to go
You rap Amsterdam, nigga, I really been
And over there, you get ten blunts for ten

I over and over again, God, forgive me
'Cause I'm a young thug tattoos in my skin
Four hundred thousand dolla with my name on my rims
And when I up, hoes be like, I know that's him

Sometime I flip in a cream Caddy, sometimes I flip in a Fleet
You the one with the platinum skin
And the chrome spinning shoes, that fill the good
slide in my Dodge Intrepid
Or the limousine tint 83's and fresh meat

Guaranteed to when enemies test me
I'ma empty the clip and again
Ain't got no gal, got no friends
Only thing I give a damn about is my

I [unverified] was alive
So I watch him make another Dub again
I'm mad at the world, love again
'Cause my so called partnas I'm cappin'

Bitch, I've earned the right to live the life
Y'all know how long I've been

We ride and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping blades like
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We ride Burbans and Lacs, yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

You know, I'm thinking of a plan
I got fans on my promotional van
I'm the new Liberraci, look at how shit got me
I fuck D-Block and the Dipset posse

My spinners don't stop, rappers don't shop
your jeweler told me, you be wearing fake rocks
And if I catch you in my hood, homie, you leave
'Cause I do niggaz like Fabolous, man, they can't

I got a trick up my sleeve, don't ever pick up my
And I don't tell my bye, I fuck 'em, get up and leave
And I pass by the laws, I gotta switch up my speed
'Cause my spider on the highway, 153

We Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
the only way we ride, chopping blades like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

morning I wake up and give my praises to God
Just for letting me see sunrise
'Cause sometime, making it through the is hard
Livin' in a place cheering kills, cheering and police be the civilian

Lord, I've been callin' you so long, I wonder if you hear me
Even though I can call a whole heap a
I know there's a bunch of blessings as
I when I had to sleep on benches
rob motherfuckers and leap over fences

In a single bound, I wish my could see me now
Ain't no detectives to see me now
With no rival gangs trying to me down
MTV and BET now and ain't no mo' regular weed
Ain't nothing but the herb

With a size cup of codeine
eight over ice, nigga, yes, sir
I'm like I need a V8, representin' for the 3rd Coast
Look, the South and we gon' see straight, see straight

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black yellow or
That's the way we ride, chopping blades like Screw
I'm the King of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)

We ride Burbans and Lacs, black or blue
That's the only way we ride, chopping like Screw
I'm the of the Clover, Z-Ro, the Mo City Don
And all we do is get
(Where I'm from)