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Lifestyles of a ghetto

Watch your back, yo, kid, it's on, it's on time
Take ten of 'cuz they took one of mine
Them sound sweet, ain't nothing
I think they heat, ain't nothing we cuttin'

Nigga, get up, pick your motherfucking up
Somebody gon' get whet up, this look like a set up?
See that bitch there? Yeah, she tryin' to get attention
Watch niggas to your left, oh, see you mention and they flinchin'

Get down, hit the ground, goddamnn, my gun
Why the Hill Blues make me refuse to leave my man?
Nigga, when I jump up and squeeze, nigga, breeze
Down upstairs, get Pacino and bees and more

gettin' close, nigga, Larry
These niggas should be
The a tough decision
I'm to get some more ammunition
So we can this mission

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Bring it to 'em, kid, catch them niggas before slide
True dat, you get the front, I from the side
Take 'em down, soon as you hit the dough let your go
I figured that young punks was scheming from the get go

Kill that noise, watch your
Nigga, get back, Bill, you at?
Over kid, I spot him
Come on, but I'm your way, kid

I got him, yourself, blowin' them herbs
What now? Let slugs calm your nerves
Let's motivate, wait, Pacino still
We this home, leave him alone, kid, he lacin' 'em

That's how it is when it's to roll
M.O.P. home never
They try to set us up, you a sin
I'ma, chill, nigga, you know we gon' see them chumps

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O, go, yo, stash the hammer
Where your's? I just left my shit right there the bammer
moves, kid, it ain't no time for debatin'
Why go straight when you know the man be waitin'?

Dip in the building, if the door's locked?
Damn, we can't stop, the surrounding the block
And them chumps are comin'
Nigga, dig up in the building, hit the and bear last

Nigga, they right behind us, I ain't tryin' to get by the law
Oh, shit, they comin' in the building, open up the
Hurry up, I ain't in no pen, nigga
Five O comin' us, let us in, nigga

Lock the door, cut lights off, stash the crack
Crack the and see where them chumps is at
They all over the and we facin' hard times at trial
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Alright, now you two, come out with our up
I you ten seconds, come out with our hands up
We got the surrounded, don't run
[Incomprehensible] respond, I need some back up down here
Send me some back up, I need back up, damn it
Fuck 'em, yeah, fuck 'em, 'em