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Buck] Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, before i lose my I dont hide nigga, This aint a ride I be out shit, before any wanna try Aint a vest that they that can take a chopper A unsolved if its done proper Partna, look what to Jimmy Hoffer They still aint found his ass so who em AK'z i got em, i alot of em I got it lookin like Fort Knox in bitch A .40 Cal glock 32 shots Cant tell me i aint ready to get in shit a lane for me, homie get out the way Been control and i aint got no brakes a G would, i just do it for the hood If i rob you, my whole block could
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Fame] Yo i been fuckin with these Brownville niggas for a long time We put it down for a long time Scufflin these streets for a long time, and aint too many fuckin with mine Now i been at you bitches for a long long time Gettin at you bitches for a long time stat, head patrol, anti-actional Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont give a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you blood or ya ear tuned, nigga i be dancin with the grim reaper Stuck in this bitch reefer So, gangsta with it the face the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come on Every nigga aint a rapper And every rapper a street nigga, so holla at me
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[Verse-Billy bitch out now nigga, you see comin with the magnum Heavy tops SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it with G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya and i'll pump sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, Buck said love me 'cause im steppin and grippin my weapon when its ugly And yall touch me, easy how you rub me show you the meaning of what a true thug mean Brooklyn, home to the bags and the white sheets Its where we be niggas of their feet Its in the street, FA' SHO! We learn to, kick off a clip and open ya at the door No moves, dont do it You'll get foul in a bag and stuffed in a Buick The moral of the is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i never alone
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