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

I'm up in to put it down wit my muthafuckin' folks
Dipset, bitch, a to muthafuckin' NY, nigga
You already what it is, Bankhead
C-Rod, Hustle, Diplomats
You like it? Kill ya''self nigga, let's go

Late night, straight fa' ya' base pipe
No mo' quarter O, get ya' weight
Crack rock, black glock kept it height
It hit ya'' mug you don't what ya' face like

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

I let 'em fly 'fore I let that ride
I paralize ya' like horseback ride, nigga
Walk up on ya' car an' scorch dat
Flat tires, glass wit a corpse inside

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

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

I'll take ya' bitch from you, bring her wit smeared lipstick
You can compare ballistics, but it's mere
I'm two threes on drops, I used to 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 is pretty an' the mag hold 50
We ova towns, then send the Rovers 'round

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

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

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

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

My two older brothers locked up, both of 'em
Principal's gon' be up, man
My lil' nieces an' heartbroken
Daddy in a cage at that age, it fuck ya' mind up
So at this stage in the game, I gots to really get my up

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