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Hey
What I you, nigga
I come out of jail, what was I gonna do
I was gonna start diggin' these niggas' chest, right
this
Hey Quik, let me get them binoculars, nigga, the
Yeah nigga, to ride
Grab your bulletproof vest nigga 'cause it's be a long one
Now me and Quik gonna show you what it's like on this side
The real
Now, on ride there's gonna be some real motherfuckers
And there's gonna be some
Now the real gonna be the ones with money and bitches
The pussies are gonna be the on the floor bleedin'
Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize 'cause the get tricky
See, you got some niggas on side that say they're your friends
But in real they your enemies
And you got some motherfuckers that say they your enemies
But in real life they eyes is on your
See, the will say they true
But in real those niggas will be the snitches
It's a dirty game,
Y'all be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with
'Cause the get wild, y'all
your mind on your riches, baby
Keep mind on your riches

It's an emergency cowards tried to murder me
From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you heard of me
Shit, I'm legendary niggas scary and
Nothing more I than a liar
die
My mama me when I was a seed
Just a vicious motherfucker while these devils me free
I proceed to make shiver, when I deliver
Criminal lyrics from a wide mob figure
Thug niggas everywhere Mr. Makaveli
Niggas is waiting for some shit, that's what they tell me
So many rumors but I'm infinite Outlaw
up on you ordinary bitches like a southpaw you get left
And breath I breathe until the moment I'm deceased
Will be moment ballin' as a 'G'
I rip the crowd, then I start
Eternally I live in the moment that they let me breathe again

The of men
The of men

My lyrical verse was so much pain, to niggas it hurts
My guns bust and, if you ain't one of us, it gets
niggas get their eyes swoll
In fly mode, I'm a homicidal
And 5-0, get lights on, the fight's on
Tonight's be a fucking fight, so we might roll
My own homies say I'm
But I'm a G to this til the day I'm gone, that's
by, niggas bow down
Thought I'd rot in jail, bail, well, nigga's out now
Throw up your if you thugged out
First act up
First getting drugged out
I can be a if ya let me
A motherfucker if you do me
the cops to come and get me
Rip the crowd like a phone
start again, don't have no mutherfuckin' friends, nigga

Look the hearts of men
In the of men
In the of men

To all my engaged in making money in the fifty states
Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk
No longer living in fear, my pistol close in
Convinced is my year, like I'm the chosen man
Give me my and label me as a don
If niggas is having problems, smoke 'em, and bomb
I died and back
I hustle these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
Thugging is in my
I'm and not knowing
Scar'd up, but still
Energized and going
Uh, can it be
makes a sick motherfucker break
On these jealous ass coward they evil and fake
What will it
Give me that bass line, I'm feeling
Death Row, baby, don't be
The homie Quik a nigga a beat and let me start again
Represent, 'cause I've sent

The of men