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Here's food for thought
(you love to hear the story and again)

This is the shit that die for
The shit they for
and cry for
Sacrafice their for
Civlized turned to
out for lavish gifts
Check the story the story
This is the that niggas pray for every night
And take ricochet
Some would slay for
Civilized to savages
the story, check the story
Mainly out for lavish

Yo, I a brother named G
Sellin' how he did it
G was heavy
Out to another G
tried to emulate
Never
Neighborhood drug lord, make you say
(G) he do it?
Had the blocked down
Pullin' levers out for
Like black with the ledges
conisour, ghetto godfather
G smoked off his hedges
Got you checkin' out the
called him Poo, but
He up
I remember when he a few bucks
was way before he blew up
But still he easy
G was speedy
His started to say
(This mother gettin' greedy)
had a Lex, man Dan was vexed
Didn't the way he started to flex
hoppin', takin' his whip shoppin'
(what the he gettin' vexed?)
G'd forgotten his team, now his teams
To him
Making mad dough like
sellin' mad blow
So the same old that rode and strolled wit' him
But he didn't share the cash flow
(what'd do, man?)
Put a fuckin' in 'em

I knew a named O
A pimp nigga
Had hookers on the
He'd you wanna say (oh oh)
Every single an H-O would give felecio
pesos
(to who?)
Every Tom, or Pedro
Wit' a
I seen him turn a seven day eventess an apprentince
Many wifes wenches

Have a fun day, by Monday, on the runway
Met a freak on a Sunday, buy her a chocolate
Planned his attack, now little Candace spandex
Then he met a chick named by the Church of St. Agnus
Crazy pompous, he had a concious
When Candace fucked his money up, was unconcious
The nigga flipped on a
(What'd he do, son?)
When she came to, was it, she was fed
He gave the girl more lumps than Thelma's outmeal from good
(What'd she do?)
pull out a twenty two and shot him in the

I knew a brother D
Livin' on the
a pledge to be the top baller
Knew how to make papes, but he know the ledge
(and) baller
cash in large portions
A of extortion
And
D was hesitant to stage a heist
raise the price to take a life
Jewelry always glazin'
Leavin' in broken arms
D was always johns
(did he ever the bible?)
Nah, D was po' in songs
Strictly out for makin'
He'd and damage
Coke up his passage
His was lavish
One day, he sat and the lives that he took
For the first time in his life, even D got
He went on and knees
And asked from Johova
But it was too
He'd mixed the with the nose-stra
He tried to leave the
to run from his job
He tried to turn his life
He couldn't run the mob
They found him, tied him up, 'bout to him with led
But before they his life, check the words that they said

(yo)
(G...O...D