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Just keep
Go on, it's not fight
not yours nigga, fall back
I'm about to somethin' out here, straight up

Yeah, is a family thing
We handle our business and shit
These muthafuckas know not to come around here like
is real shit, real talk

Four different niggaz with four aspects, nigga
This is family
Who the said family ain't family no more, nigga?
This is tight shit, tighter white in ya wallet

Yo, I'm bags of heavy coke, bracelets on every men
Innocent pushers, over night king pins
Indeed, we smack niggaz up for their
bleach in yo face, got beef, let it be chuck

The streets don't my peeps
Jumpin' out of UPS trucks, blowin' niggaz off feet
four-four gloves, rims spinnin', tippin' on fo-fo's
My mouth be worth millions, somethin' Paul Wall's

look out they ain't thugs, they homo's
The film look hyper I clap 'em in slo mo'
Ya'll still payin' the mob? We whip niggaz out waffle batter
Theodore ancient dart, flossin' them diamonds

our hits over a glass of scotch
Baywatch bitches that ski, take turns when they hand us the
Think not, we still run the trains, till the pop
On the low, we still them cops

Pretty from all precincts, Friday nights
We holdin' glocks
is family, nigga, niggaz can't stand me
Next up, my little man, I you the jammy

You the fam, what it is, it is what it is
S.I.N.Y., where the live
Ass bet, run in yo cribs
I don't if you blast for the cash, then scramble yo wig

I'm like, "Damn, a wonderful kid"
I do what I want, doin' dirt, not servin' a bid
You a real fam handle they biz, everybody get searched
From the grandpops, to the kids

And my time, I'm officially here, ya man
Go and up ya car, start shiftin' the gears
Sun God got the pits for his hairs niggaz is scared
I don't let it blow in they ribs

I said hot, get robbed non stop
Once the gun cock, niggaz strip down to they
And my fam at the tippity top, I won't
it or not, you and ya man is close targets

Juks everythin', dice games, mini
Fam gon' spark it, I'ma whatever is in the pockets
Mostly the and the wallet, slide off the jewels
'Cuz you shinin', and the diamonds
deny niggaz with iron, yo

Aiyo, chillin' the Ceasar crew
We can smoke, all in the
It's how many niggaz guns, got 'em on
All tip top, to the fullest, mad bullets
This is a hobby, the lobby where they clap yo

Get the paper, to everythin', we a acre up
Barbequin' like a mutt, we ain't taking
A high extremist, Gatorade, paid ya boy some money
To lay up on the low, beamers

I need to be an actor,but instead, I'd rather be in
All of my bread came from crack and shoppers
So much in these whoppers
Guns that'll knock out and hit choppers

What? What? The family 'cuz it's grain
It's automatic, I it and I claim it
It's real, come around here, you bought
Yo, lay that half tape, then you will get real quick

Aiyo, we hug the on President's Day
Swingin' all year round, gettin' money the American way
run up in yo weddin', grab the reverend and spray
And let the shots for they may

This is family, nigga, the mob size
The of Toney Starks and Trife Dies', starrin' in Part 5
rather die when they're pride's in question
Try'na play hero, getting stuck for prized possessions

Look you in the eyes of oppression
That's why I with protection extended clips
Super sizing my weapons, five eleven, keep the heat
That'll burn a hole through ya stomach like reflux
Get in ya cheap tux'

We make it for you niggaz to keep up
Been through a hundred towns,and runnin', the streets up
up north in New York, down in Miami, pumpin'
At a table, bread like a family

Florida, where we the code of the streets
And breakin' the beats and we the east
the least, we invadin' the streets
Shakin' the beast, we familiar for

We don't run, we grab knives, my edged spit life
My dogs is tight, shootin' the dice
Some of my fam might ya ice
Got family that go to church, back like you don't work

Got family set you up, got family that chill
Wanna the dutch
Wizard my fam, that you up
I got fam fuck you up

Chop you up, put your body in the of the truck
Osama Island, we been wildin', see the
We display talent, respect balance, nigga,
It's a