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Yeah, yeah, yeah,
October 18th '74, the I was born
A young nigga for war
in my blood to get the 'fetty for sure
I was cursed since birth to get the slanging faggats are raw

And I'm the advocate, crack head, in '86 we having shit
Rock it and cook it to cut the baggin' is, when
For my cousin, making off a note
But I to go broke, my whole family slang dope

And my big sister was a little richer 'cuz she always
with the big pushers
I watched niggaz break in sinks with jackhammers and ginsus
Throw me money for shoes

I been a dude since high school with latest clothes and them
Had me paper chasing, I finish school
I a quarter ounce in the ooze
Got a crew, hit the block, hustling like the real niggaz do

I'm walking in the of Phoenix Mitchell
And Little D, I'm niggaz from my projects I listened to
I keep it with my interviews
I was broke as and sleeping on the floor in the village dude

I'm just a wise G, why chronic D, finer weed
Thick as quarter peak, I a dynasty?
So a pistol and rob niggaz
What goes around, comes around 'cuz I end up getting nigga

But got love not, my don't stop, I pop bubbly
Like the whole block locked, I lovely
And my father was a black gorilla family dealer
With the house on 'Icula, made for realla

That's why I say it's in my blood my father was a thug
With the Columbian blood, flood the block with drugs
We lots of coca with glocks up in the hosta'
La Costra Nostra