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

Yo, yo, yo, I blacks out, I pulls the out
Scream "what's that about," then I out
I get my on, in my drop on
Through the rotten, don't even on those who hate me
I got on, feelin' it (feelin' it)
are ice grillin' it
Cops it over, Jigga react militant
Speed off, officer me to turn the beat off
I turned it a level higher, then the devils fire
I'm raised different, situations
Niggas lay stiff and, blame it on the age difference
My subliminal flows create O's
along if you with me, til the end of the road
I'm when in the view of the public
And this is because, I'm defensive when I'm in
The percentage who understand is higher than the percentage who do
Check yourself, percentage 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, what
I mean,
Can I
To all the ce-lo champs, two green dice and one red stop the and roll
yo
Can I
To all my who drink Hennesy 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 the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been through hell, my neighborhood is central
Where cops lock you more try to defend you
I push you to the limit when I'm needing the
And all I see is life just repeatin' itself
Ran into boppin' down the ave
On his way to mad then
He proceeded to show me a block of and said

Hey yo there's money I I just gotta have
I catch up to these feinds 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 that its my block to burn
That you dead it, I know heads gettin' annoyed and knew all
About a dope feind before Donald goings
boying, using the right cut
One thing that's fucked up is bad dope that I pump
This slab gotta 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 block
For blacktop shit
you want nigga, what you want nigga
What you want, what you want

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