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Big Flock
BSM

Automatics and dice
We was money till the Feds came
Big Daddy Kane on my and you could still smell raw cocaine
Would my family have survived cocaine?
We thank God that blow came
through the rain without a coat
Livinâ with a... prove, hope that we all it out to get...
Leonardo how I paint pictures
My so relentless, vicious
Eat food, do your dishes
Now all your familyâs left with is memories and
Fuck niggas, bitches
Fuck niggas, bitches
Get money, money
I wish they act wrong, even act
I got bitches thatâll die, thatâll clap for me

I know youâre mad I get grindinâ
I know you hate it, all good
We out here all this paper
I know you mad, you you could
Get money, get money, get

Please donât get it confused, this is rap
Mixed with a little money
Iâm âbout them long drives, donât sleep money
Bitches walking on the blade, that dirty money
I was told talk, just look
Family on the streets, I was raised by the
Certified street, never raised by the
Street educated, I can tell you shook, rapper
Every good love a hood nigga
Real real, you ainât a real nigga
Iâm takinâ over companies, deals
If you wanna build, a mil, never skip a meal
Keep your sealed nigga
niggas, Tommy Hillfigure
You take care your family, keep it real I with ya
Boy, thereâs to this shit
I set fire to that ass the Devil in this bitch
Squad!