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

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

Yo, I knew a named G
weight's how he did it
G was weight
Out to another G
Niggas tried to
finger-printed
Neighborhood drug lord, he'd you say
(G) he do it?
Had the blocked down
Pullin' out for treasures
black ceaser with the ledges
Crack conisour, ghetto
G smoked off his hedges
Got you out the saga
called him Poo, but
He up
I remember when he a few bucks
was way before he blew up
But he wasn't easy
G was movin'
His started to say
(This mother fucker's greedy)
Already had a Lex, man Dan was
Didn't like the way he to flex
Club hoppin', takin' his shoppin'
(what the fuck's he vexed?)
G'd forgotten his team, now his teams
To him
Making mad like Pablo
sellin' mad blow
So the same old niggas that rode and wit' him
But he didn't wanna share the flow
(what'd do, man?)
Put a hole in 'em

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

Have a fun day, by Monday, she's on the
Met a freak on a Sunday, buy her a sundae
Planned his attack, now little Candace spandex
he met a chick named Candace by the Church of St. Agnus
Crazy pompous, he never had a
When Candace fucked his money up, Candace was
The nigga on a dime
(What'd he do, son?)
she came to, that was it, she was fed
He gave the girl more lumps than outmeal from good times
(What'd she do?)
out a twenty two and shot him in the head

I a brother named D
Livin' on the
a pledge to be the top baller
Knew how to papes, but he didn't know the ledge
(and) baller
cash in large portions
A fortune of
And
D was hesitant to stage a heist
He'd raise the price to take a
Jewelry always glazin'
folks in broken arms
D was always johns
(did he read the bible?)
Nah, D was never po' in
Strictly out for makin'
He'd break and
Coke up his passage
His estate was
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 forgivness Johova
But it was too
He'd mixed the coke-stra with the
He to leave the city
Tried to run his job
He to turn his life around
He run from the mob
They found him, tied him up, to fill him with led
But before took his life, check the words that they said

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