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1 [Playalitical]
Either you get it or your thrown in
so our jewels are our show and tell
to when lifes goin well
or down the tubes and slow on
our are like our purple hearts
the honor for war and marks
some are sleepin the shoots
are blinding by the sparks
our are cherrys on the cake
faces for various ranks
real ones wit dude tryin
fake ones mary banks
our raps are our tales from the
lions tigers and junkys
the kings of are always humble
cowards is actin punchy.

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2 [Young Droop]
I wit a military state of mind
personal vendetta my niggas got
true life Mafioso
the im from taught me all that rucus
my ears to the concrete glisten
homies in the cookin birds in the kitchen
my people they call me dennis the menace
first to start shit first one to
im comin up outta the cut and ready to a nigga that's slippin
the Don King gangsta pimpin
pound for pound im putin it down to town never gangsta simpin
and don't make me call up my
killers shoot to the shank to the squad
sick to my gut when it to the law
we banging on police this the mob/ what.
CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things addicted to commotion/ overdosin off emotions/ bring my new results in. REPEATx1

Verse 3
Im 2012 to mayan cults
ratchet here don't tighten bolts
you know the drill I buy in
see the hide your gulps
life is so time is precious
the clock hes being reckless
take me off your sucka
time to leave dude an exit
what a stupid to make
gonna see the light over 16 ounces
all you had to do was
your lousy at write your spouses
try not to piss your trousers
I hate doin these type of
all little slimy schmucks
try to heist my mob.

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Verse 4 Droop]
My contained wit so many things
sometimes to it got me over the edge
wicked stuck in my head
got me walking town like im half ass dead
callin shots still poppin glocks
still smoking pot still game
everybody and moma know my name
yea they if I still gang bang
play the role as a beast in the
wit most the type of that el spook ya
them individuals that will do ya
don't let that cool guy image ya
I from the gutter just ask my mother
you wana verify ask my brothas
if you don't believe it what can I say
fuck the im on some otha.

CHORUS: Why do I do these type of things to commotion/ overdosin off emotions/ doctor bring my new results in. REPEATx1