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

Yo, yo, yo, I out, I pulls the mack out
Scream "what's that about," I clap out
I get my on, in my drop on
Through the rotten, don't even hate on who hate me
I got on, feelin' it (feelin' it)
Chickens are ice it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga militant
Speed off, 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, blame it on the age difference
My subliminal create criminal O's
Sing along if you with me, til the end of the
I'm when in the view of the public
And this is because, I'm defensive I'm in interviews
The percentage who don't understand is higher the percentage who do
Check yourself, what is you?

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

I got the sending me letters 'cause I'm schooling the youth
But can't lock me down 'cause my tool is the truth
I sold drugs for a living, that's a given
Why is it? why don't try to visit the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been hell, my neighborhood is crime central
Where cops you more than try to defend you
I push you to the limit when I'm the wealth
And all I see is life cycle repeatin' itself
Ran into shorty boppin' the ave
On his way to clockin' mad
He proceeded to me a block of slab and said

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

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