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Yeah, y'all finished yo
Is y'all niggas
Got your little play your little BDS, huh
You nigga, huh huh, y'all finished
Can I live, huh
Can I live, Joe your bein' stingy the music bin yo

Yo, yo, yo, I blacks out, I the mack out
Scream "what's about," then I clap out
I get my on, in my drop on
Through the rotten, don't hate on those who hate me
I got on, feelin' it (feelin' it)
are ice grillin' it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga militant
off, officer told me to turn the beat off
I turned it a level higher, then return the devils
I'm different, reactin' situations
Niggas lay stiff and, rookies blame it on the age
My subliminal flows criminal O's
Sing along if you with me, til the end of the
I'm when in the view of the public
And is because, I'm defensive when I'm in interviews
The percentage who don't understand is higher than the who do
Check yourself, percentage is you?

Can I
For all my niggas with all white air force ones and black guns, stack yo
Can I
For all my chicks, pigeons, hoes stand bow legged like the bulldog, what
I mean,
Can I
To all the champs, two green dice and one red stop the bank and roll
yo
Can I
To all my niggas who drink straight, cop mix tapes, and sell weight

I got the feds sending me letters 'cause I'm schooling the
But they can't lock me down my tool is the truth
Yeah I sold drugs for a living, a given
Why is it? why don't y'all try to visit the neighborhoods I in
My been through hell, my neighborhood is crime central
Where lock you more than try to defend you
I you to the limit when I'm needing the wealth
And all I see is life just repeatin' itself
Ran into boppin' down the ave
On his way to clockin' mad
He proceeded to show me a block of and said

Hey yo there's money I there I just have
When I catch up to these I'm'a knock 'em on they ass
Not to brag, sometimes I at life and laugh
How I think about and it taught me not a ?
I backed out, let one one, let the barrel turn
Holla at you fagots its my block to burn
That credit you it, I know heads gettin' annoyed and knew all
About a feind before reading Donald goings
Flipping boying, using the cut
One thing that's fucked up is bad that I can't pump
This gotta re-up and re-bag, blend it in with the raw
Bubble it fast cop more, I get it I got it I lock it
Nobody pop shit, selling twenties on my bitch
For some shit
you want nigga, what you want nigga
What you want, what you want

Can I
To all my niggas that hold coke and they coat
Tryin' to win in the construction yo
Can I live,
Yo USA, all my chicks that strip, boo's, go to the store with the dewy pins in
All my chicks the credit card scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that washing set their welfare check
All the mommies besa, alright?
All my niggas rockin' them cats, tryin' to get at this rap
Know what I
All my with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I like that shit
I'll see
All my that say pause after they say some fucked up shit
Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, Rockafella yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph Bleek