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Hook:(2X) The same that going on The crackheads Loud mouths is The same shit's going on You know I seen it all
It's cool enough to win but it's better to to lose There's only one Nas by the thousand use You money chasing women, never lose, women chasing money Niggaz is broke, plus the wolves is Morgues full of niggaz who is taking money Morgues full a niggaz who the shit they ate in their stomach Spinach and Gortex bootprints still on his face, it's on his face when we visit his Whatever's I do it Fight a whole army one gun I use it suntou shit Keep it on you walking ammonia You far oppenents we can spar for the I stay in conversation With creeps with foul Attempted trial the basics Threatening the And of dead victims it's the shit we live Queens Bridge matrimony a fony Bullets even hit a in his Abercrombie Psycho was asking me what happened to me See the yack got to be, the gat got to me Then the homies on the block with the of money Then these beautiful bitches was backwards for me The put the rap game in the caskets slowly Man I give a fuck...
Hook:(2X) The same shit's going on The stalking Loud is talking The same shit's going on You know I it all before
Joell
Planet The land of the your turf Cannons a burst and breaks the wrists of jerks me to hurting on your man and that herse I it ten times They get a article never the headline Candles in the next to empty yack bottles Niggaz drunk talking like when they see this mac nozzle But ever happens Even if it do, ever happens We don't if that aint gutter you yapping in the ghetto You can ask a nigga what happened and get an echo When I'm from so bad Bunch of ignorant mulfuckers with no Oh he did, but he don't care cause he nursing his hab And when him and they mom argue he always throw So they grip a mag And walk around like who wanna tag Fiending to leave a see through like a coke bag If your life's slightly something like the one that Joe had then (Ghetto) a peas, scoop cheese, duck D's and squeeze Breezing on hooptees, new Ortiz And the houchies please G's by on their knees Giving a part the scarecrow knee I'm at life the shit that I write is from my heart, my Simple with your pocket a sharpy homie mark my words If interfere with me and these bucks I only in a career, dawg, im beating you up I'm ghetto
Hook:(2X) The shit's that going on The crackheads Loud is talking The same shit's that on You know I it all before