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Life of a drug
Killah 10304

on a stake-out so order the food to take out
Chaos outside of Steak House
Maintain the power, I feel the deal's sour
missed a wedding, late a fucking half hour
And his man who bought land Tony Starks
he was contracting bricklaying jobs in city parks
He's a loan shark, raise a grand to a finger
In the garment district, got it like Singers
Cause all that talk this kid after me
For the heist, in a coat factory
Fuck it, he turned state's on my nigga Castro co-pilot
Who used to drop like stacks of
On this remote area we label Dead Island
Two hundred miles South Thailand
Right off the docks, I got luxurious made yachts
Burial plots, for my niggas hit fatal shots
There's no need for us to spray up the
I use less men, more shit for my team
Like my man Muhammad from Afghanistan, up in Iran
The runs a neighborhood newsstand
A wild Middle Eastern, specialist
Initiated, at eleven to be a
He set bombs in bottles of
And when niggas the cork, niggas lost half they brains
Like this ex-worker, tried to a half a key
In his left leg, underwent surgery
They say his pirate limp gave him
As the rushed him, coming through U.S. Customs
Now look whose on the witness stand singing, a known soprano
A hit from Sammy Gravano
the plan minimum for the hit, two hundred grand
Half time at the game niggas out the stands
The hit the prosecutor, judges are sent
Photographs of wives taking baths
Along with briefcase filled with one point five, the bribe
Take it or suicide
First rule, anyone who on the gold in Syria
I want they small ripped from they interior
I got a price for jewels, ship 'em freight cargo
Don't to launder the cream through Wells Fargo
Reconstruct those processing for the call of Costa Rica
hundred barrels of ether
Two hundred pounds of reefer and fifty with fake Visas

of a drug dealer
Killah 10304

The saga