yo yo yo yo) Here's food for thought (you to hear the story again and again)
This is the that niggas die for The they breath for and cry for Sacrafice their for Civlized to savages Mainly out for gifts the story check the story This is the shit that niggas for every night And take ricochet Some would even for turned to savages Check the story, check the out for lavish gifts
Yo, I knew a named G weight's how he did it G was weight Out to make G tried to emulate Never drug lord, he'd make you say (G) he do it? Had the blocked down Pullin' out for treasures Like ceaser with the ledges conisour, ghetto godfather G Benson off his hedges Got you checkin' out the called him Poo, but He up I remember when he a few bucks That was way before he up But still he 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 to flex Club hoppin', takin' his whip (what the fuck's he vexed?) G'd forgotten his team, now his teams To him Making mad dough Pablo >From sellin' mad So the same old that rode and strolled wit' him But he didn't share the cash flow (what'd do, man?) Put a hole in 'em
I knew a named O A super nigga Had hookers on the make you wanna say (oh oh) Every single time an H-O would felecio pesos (to who?) Every Tom, Dick or Wit' a I seen him a seven day eventess into 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 his attack, now little Candace sports spandex Then he met a chick Candace by the Church of St. Agnus pompous, he never had a concious When Candace fucked his up, Candace was unconcious The nigga on a dime (What'd he do, son?) she came to, that was it, she was fed He the girl more lumps than Thelma's outmeal from good times (What'd she do?) out a twenty two and shot him in the head
I knew a named D Livin' on the Made a to be the top baller Knew how to make papes, but he didn't the ledge (and) baller Made cash in large A fortune of And D was never hesitant to a heist He'd raise the to take a life Jewelry always glazin' Leavin' folks in broken D was always totin' (did he ever the bible?) Nah, D was never po' in Strictly out for makin' He'd break and up his nasal passage His estate was One day, he sat and realized the lives he took For the time in his life, even D got shook He on hands and knees And forgivness 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 his life around He run from the mob They found him, tied him up, to fill him with led But before they took his life, check the that they said
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