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Intro: man

that shit up
And fly
Oh my
ohhhh
hooooo
Eiiii

Verse one: fingaz

I'm a
A in the dirt is what I'm holding
Sporting mad polo but only if it's
I got no morals my is in the gutter
Kid I'll up your face with my orange box cutter
Soak you when you expect it
I met russel I only had a jail record
Plus nothing ever hurt me when I was at
evil streets got a mind of their own
My pops left me for with just the clothes on my back
I grew up selling
And to drive a car jack
I got street and I use intuition
I can an undercover with my x-ray vision
And if anybody me out there
They gonna make me kill and throw away my carear
I'm my mothers first born, her last bad

Verse two: fredro star a.k.a.

Its all about the caper
The cocaine, and acres
For the ah
Snatchin the green
Me and my crew in the zone of the twilight
The news
When the next shit don't go
Its so it's blazing
A nigga hayz in
Got 'em for a runner
the plot thickens
On like rod strickland
Clocks
the hardest niggas clicks stop ticking
Hitting they
And murdering like and
ya tracks
And that dirty shit

Chorus: man

This is for the gun
bringers
This is for the crack
ringers
This is for the
And beggers
And all my hood hustlers who where we headin'

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Verse three:

Its all the $50,000 cars
games and ice chains
We out of the average price range
Rings and remy with henny
Chicks with fendi disk in the infinity
This had mad deco
Fucking petro the nickel metro
All you heard was the gun
On a dead nbight I get my right
Running red lights no
Pumping in a black benz
out mac 10's
Its just the smell of fucking
niggas with assed out
Took 2 puffs and out
Woke him up with 21 of penicillin
him up
I guess it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid kid, chill kid you livin'
Aye yo jb hit me one

Verse four: man

Its the blaze be johnny
Not shots can do that ass raunchy
Lyric to the muzak we
Watch out for the that be holding
fucking up your colon
Of course tical
assault
We can these dogs through all 5 boroughs of new york
talk
While individuals walk
In my square tryin' to thoughts
Spreading in my ears
Got me questioning my
That be show and they don't belong here
I be the in hells kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the dj if the skipping
My competition gotta keep me at arms
I myself onion head niggas don't listen
I the what
Got no time for that wiz
I'm to blow in 5 seconds
The ticking consider this another mission
as he gets hostile
Uncut blowing up nostril
We
Come on take another if you
The why it's so raw cause it's real
I by the hairs on my chin chiggy chin
To the day I die I the grimy niggas
The who can't afford tommy hillfigger
The down and dirty johnny niggas

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