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Yeah, y'all finished yo
Is y'all niggas
Got your little radio play little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, finished
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," then I out
I get my plot on, in my on
Through the rotten, don't hate on those who hate me
I got on, feelin' it (feelin' it)
Chickens are ice it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga militant
Speed off, officer me to turn the beat off
I turned it a level higher, then return the fire
I'm raised different, reactin'
Niggas lay and, rookies 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 when I'm in interviews
The percentage who don't understand is higher than the who do
Check yourself, what percentage is

Can I
For all my niggas with all air force ones and black guns, stack ones yo
Can I
For all my chicks, pigeons, hoes bow legged like the bulldog, know what
I mean,
Can I
To all the ce-lo champs, two green dice and one red the bank 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 'cause 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 I lived in
My mind been hell, my neighborhood is crime central
Where lock you more than try to defend you
I push you to the limit when I'm needing the
And all I see is life cycle just repeatin'
Ran shorty boppin' down the ave
On his way to mad then
He proceeded to show me a of slab and said

Hey yo there's money I there I just have
When I catch up to these feinds I'm'a knock 'em on ass
Not to brag, sometimes I look at life and
How I think school and it taught me not a ?
I backed out, let one one, let the barrel turn
Holla at you fagots that its my to burn
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 fucked up is bad dope that I can't 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 twenties on my block
For some shit
What you want nigga, what you nigga
What you want, what you nigga

Can I
To all my niggas that hold and they bubble coat
to win in the construction 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 chicks with the card scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that washing set with welfare check
All the dame besa, alright?
All my rockin' them fifty cats, tryin' to get at this rap
Know what I
All my with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I like that shit
see y'all
All my niggas that say after they say some fucked up shit
Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, Rockafella yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph Bleek