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

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

Yo, I a brother named G
weight's how he did it
G was weight
Out to another G
Niggas tried to
finger-printed
Neighborhood drug lord, make you say
(G) he do it?
Had the locked down
Pullin' out for treasures
Like black ceaser the ledges
conisour, ghetto godfather
G smoked off his hedges
Got you checkin' out the
They him Poo, but
He up
I remember when he a few bucks
was way before he blew up
But still he easy
G was movin'
His started to say
(This mother fucker's greedy)
Already had a Lex, man Dan was
Didn't the way he started to flex
Club hoppin', his whip shoppin'
(what the he gettin' vexed?)
G'd his team, now his teams plottin'
To him
Making mad dough Pablo
>From mad blow
So the old niggas that rode and strolled 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 pimp
Had hookers on the
make you wanna say (oh oh)
Every single time an H-O would give
pesos
(to who?)
Every Tom, Dick or
Wit' a
I him turn a seven day eventess into an apprentince
wifes into wenches

Have a fun day, by Monday, on the runway
Met a on a Sunday, buy her a chocolate sundae
Planned his attack, now little Candace sports
Then he met a chick named Candace by the of St. Agnus
pompous, he never had a concious
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 times
(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 papes, but he didn't know the ledge
(and) baller
Made in large portions
A fortune of
And
D was hesitant to stage a heist
raise the price to take a life
Jewelry glazin' nice
Leavin' folks in arms
D was always johns
(did he ever the bible?)
Nah, D was po' in songs
out for makin' cabbage
He'd break and
up his nasal passage
His was lavish
One day, he sat and realized the lives that he
For the first time in his life, even D got
He on hands and knees
And asked from Johova
But it was too
He'd mixed the coke-stra the nose-stra
He to leave the city
to run from his job
He tried to turn his around
He run from the mob
They found him, tied him up, 'bout to fill him led
But before took his life, check the words that they said

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