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Jim Jones, it here, homie?
Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz, happ'nin?
Hey, T.I.P.,

I'm up in Harlem to put it down wit my folks
Dipset, bitch, a town to NY, nigga
You already know what it is,
C-Rod, Hustle, Diplomats
You don't like it? Kill ya''self nigga, go

Late night, straight white fa' ya' pipe
No mo' O, get ya' weight right
Crack rock, glock kept it waist height
It hit ya'' mug you imagine what ya' face like

Pie', I'm tellin' you guys
You want beef wit us, well who the fucks you guys?
We you guys, get buried alive
What you fa'? Act like you in a hurry to die

Some I let 'em fly 'fore I let ride
I paralize ya' like Superman's ride, nigga
Walk up on ya' car an' dat ride
Flat tires, glass shattered wit a corpse

A break down straight pounds of dro'
Still deal if you 10 birds or mo'
Pimp Squad, Dipset, I know ya' heard
If we called you a bitch, you it, hoe

I cop of the crack an' take it to my block
Strip or my trap, my block is so trapped
Cops wit a strap, an' you'll be scared shitless
How they where the big fifth an' load up flares an'

I'll take ya' bitch from you, bring her wit smeared lipstick
You can compare ballistics, but it's physics
I'm two on drops, I used to play hoopties on blocks
man like who he gon' pop

In this city, now I'm Bankheadin'
4 tens headin' down in A.T.L.'s Magic
Yes, the stash is an' the mag hold 50
We take ova towns, then the Rovers 'round

Lookin' fa' to pound, ya' local hoochie spot
Lookin' fa' hoochies hot to get they popped
I the titty bars, I love my niggaz, pa
Dipset, Squad, yo, let's get it, pa

Yeah, trill niggaz in this bitch
U.G.K., what I'm sayin', that's off top, fool
You already know, wreck it boyz, go down like
What up Dipset, nigga

Bitch my is candy an' my pistol is pearl
My best friend is a pimp an' his bottom bitch is ya'
I got them '84s that clank, the big diamonds that
Plus them hoes pop pills, smoke kill an' sip drank

Fuck what ya' think, I'm tryin' to you how life is, give it an' take it
My lil' in the pen, where niggaz shiv'rin' an' shakin'
We got a million team, wit one gone
So I'm my 500 to flip in the game
To have somethin' for 'em when he come

My two older brothers up, both of 'em smokin'
Principal's be fucked up, man
My lil' an' nephew heartbroken
Seein' Daddy in a at that age, it fuck ya' mind up
So at this stage in the game, I gots to get my grind up

So you see me in yo' city doin' a verse or a show
Or even servin' one o' these niggaz
A couple of dem on the low
I'm Dipset affiliated, so you can hate it or it
But it you keep pushin' ya' luck, bitch, my middle gon' shove it
Know what I'm