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(Awww man, Nit Lo
yeaa
ruff town
I told
I got you man)

(Verse): Nit Lo
I these streets and going hard over beats
Duffle bag fulla guns in a G wa son
how I murder the game the 40 cal murder you lames
N*ggas change up like the weather, under pressure
Comfortable in my skin a good mix juice and gin
I can't lose I'ma win yall to be killers
We at the table planning your death over dinner
Nit lo is a patron sipper, mad n*gga
You talking that cash then I'm all in n*gga
B*tches me, homies grip up with me
I'ma warn ya if you for me I be on the corner
Right next to Jolie's rest in peace little
you did what I did when OGs tried to school me
But your pops holding it down, we up in ruff
Still the gun, its nit lo....one!

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Since I on that brickstack ishhh
I've been sitting back stacking them chips
In the they heard of them brickstack hits
And how I be making all of them fast flips

(Verse 2): Fetti
I'm bout paper man, haters be hating man
So go head and get a I slipped and fell
But I'm so back (word) homie its a
You want the bloody war heres the beast bloody raw
You wanna see my claws or that four
Bull dog off, don't get crossed
By that blade, you fish bate
So I guess you was the worm, one of soldiers
That you was a germ, and infant born from rotten
I watched and learned sat back and blew trees my eyes blead
Plus I heard from a birdie, that these f*ckers really wanna test me
Then shots fire...I thought I told you clowns don't be playing around
Now its murder, death I ain't playing around I bet I'm laying you down f*ckers

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(Verse 3): Mark
(mark will....I need my blocks back, what I mean, I need my corners)
I made it fore is a lifetime of pain
Oozing thru these verses why my vocals strain
from the soil concrete rough terrain
Was standing to rick I seen him get splattered brains
But when it comes to focus its hard to
Dealing killers who life have no remorse of shame
Many I neal and ask god to forgive my sins
But its hard when you drugs sitting in a 6 benz
is the cousin of death, envy's the brother of hate
So I keep them close and let the toast spray
My where abouts in the be unknown
Cause being broke make of the softest cats
Become violent
Living close to (*****)
I thank eric b for giving me hope he was the first black
Came in the door, on the the four in the crib with pepsi
Cutting up that raw, in the mean time in between studio time
I was heavy on the pushing slabs of dimes
All of my real cats from the and the K
grams of white please stay out the cops way
And I gotta name no names that real know how ya boy
Kept a job and pills on the low
Never floss for show and all the goodies
It mean you a criminal when you wearing a hoodie
I hold a grudge but how he get an assault with a gun charge
an attorney his pops is a judge huh!!
The the cap the bigger the peeling
Treat your dome like a retractable roof, drop your
You like me and I don't like you
Now we got that out the way, the feeling is mutual
Respect close to you don't care about the slums
Put up a front like you tryna get rid of all the guns, nah
I'm about to raise the bar homie, cause time yall done went to far homie
Its gun play the fights cause even the cats cry at night
When C.O say lights out
I'm not a lifer but I had felony on how to get this money
And the hell up out of court, its a sport with true to life G's
We ride for it by any means we side down to G