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

This is the shit that die for
The they breath for
and cry for
Sacrafice life for
Civlized turned to
Mainly out for gifts
Check the story the story
This is the shit that niggas for every night
And bullets ricochet
Some would slay for
turned to savages
Check the story, the story
Mainly out for gifts

Yo, I knew a named G
Sellin' how he did it
G was weight
Out to make G
Niggas to emulate
Never
Neighborhood drug lord, he'd you say
(G) he do it?
Had the blocked locked
Pullin' levers out for
Like black ceaser with the
Crack conisour, godfather
G smoked Benson off his
Got you checkin' out the
called him Poo, but
He up
I when he made a few bucks
was way before he blew up
But he wasn't easy
G was movin'
His started to say
(This mother gettin' greedy)
Already had a Lex, man Dan was
Didn't like the way he started to
Club hoppin', his whip shoppin'
(what the fuck's he vexed?)
G'd forgotten his team, now his teams
To him
Making mad like Pablo
>From sellin' mad
So the same old niggas that rode and wit' him
But he didn't wanna the cash flow
(what'd do, man?)
Put a hole in 'em

I a brother named O
A super nigga
Had hookers on the
He'd make you say (oh oh)
Every single time an H-O give felecio
Making
(to who?)
Every Tom, or Pedro
a sentence
I seen him turn a seven day eventess an apprentince
wifes into wenches

Have a fun day, by Monday, she's on the
Met a on a Sunday, buy her a chocolate sundae
Planned his attack, now little sports spandex
he met a chick named Candace by the Church of St. Agnus
Crazy pompous, he never had a
When Candace fucked his up, Candace was unconcious
The flipped on a dime
(What'd he do, son?)
When she to, that 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 him in the head

I a brother named D
on the edge
Made a pledge to be the top
how to make papes, but he didn't know the ledge
(and) street
Made cash in portions
A of extortion
And
D was never hesitant to a heist
He'd raise the price to a life
Jewelry always glazin'
folks in broken arms
D was always johns
(did he ever the bible?)
Nah, D was po' in songs
out for makin' cabbage
He'd and damage
Coke up his nasal
His estate was
One day, he sat and the lives that he took
For the first time in his life, D got shook
He went on hands and
And forgivness from Johova
But it was too
He'd mixed the coke-stra the nose-stra
He tried to leave the
to run from his job
He to turn his life around
He couldn't run the mob
They found him, tied him up, to fill him with led
But before they took his life, check the words they said

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