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Jim Jones, what it here,
Killa Cam, 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, white fa' ya' base pipe
No mo' quarter O, get ya' right
Crack rock, black glock kept it height
It hit ya'' mug you don't imagine ya' face like

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

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

A town break down straight pounds of
Still deal if you want 10 or mo'
Pimp Squad, Dipset, I ya' heard before
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 strip is so
Cops quick wit a strap, an' you'll be 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 ballistics, but it's mere physics
I'm two threes on drops, I to play hoopties on blocks
man like who he gon' pop

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

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

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

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

Fuck ya' think, I'm tryin' 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, of 'em smokin'
gon' be fucked up, man
My lil' nieces an' nephew
Seein' Daddy in a at that age, it fuck ya' mind up
So at stage in the game, I gots to really get my grind up

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