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R.I.P Big
Jones, Capo,
Lil Weezy, let's

'Cause real g's the feeling
(It's murda)
It's body, no remorse for the killing
(Watch it)

real g's know the feeling
(It's murda)
It's hard body, no remorse for the
(Weezy)

Mad trees and bitches in
The city under seas, 100 degrees
I love that summer breeze, stand in it until it freeze
I'm from another breed, s-s-southern G's

I sip phemetrazine, I lean, I tall
I'm mean, I'm mad raw, I'm coming like
Steee-rike, yup, so get it
Nigga, one of my sniplets'll end your whole

You ain't nothing but a to a nigga with a knife
In a fork, I'm a pig myself, I eat
So be smart and play your own
If you don't love yourself, I'll make you see your own

And we don't like the narcs, stay from the cell
Hey, I'ma shoot it out if I'm the ail
Yeah, so tell your, girl, to and make me rich
Weezy nigga, 9 to 5, 10 to 6

At night, I sleep, I toss and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, will these motherfuckers learn?
I ain't going out a fight
I'm with whatever and I ain't going out a fight

I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a
I'm with whatever, It'd be your life my life
At night, I can't sleep, I toss and
Got my hand on my pistol, will these motherfuckers learn?

It's time, throwdown time
Safety off, four pound
clack, go get yours, I'll go get mine
Check it, man, I'm wit

Goodness gracious the
Where the cash at? the stash at?
I'll blow that ass back for fronting on a nigga me
You got nothing on a like me, you'll see

I'm on the from sun up to sun down
If I'm lying, may lightning come down and strike me now
I'll a dollar to a twenty to a fifty to a hundred
Keep it coming I'm full on my stomach

I'm stuck in my ways, I'm stuck puffing my
Hand on my pistol, front of it
I'm stuck living the life of a ghetto
Trying to get rid of the life,

At night, I can't sleep, I and turn
Got my hand on my pistol, when these motherfuckers learn?
I ain't going out without a
I'm with whatever and I ain't out without a fight

I'm whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
I'm with whatever, It'd be life before my life
At night, I can't sleep, I and turn
Got my on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?