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Put them cracks you just started slangin' two months ago
Whattup with Larry Francisco tell him to let bitch go
Why you standin' there posin' you Donna Karan wear
Nigga save that, the same you had it last year

You be runnin' them outsiders
shit is fucked up yo, we never turn to dick riders
Your Mac is big, got a grip, yo
You think that shit gon' live what he did, what nigga said

Remember when his mans got there, the shit was set up
Shut up, whole fam want the science and the
It got to me some niggaz in Medina askin' me
You know some niggaz in the gold E-Class to me

Yo that shit you had in
Yo, it coulda got us both sprayed up, seen the Ac
Know this traitor, hair sa-laundry and like Karan
Her fam major swing kingpins you won't front on

with all the ice on, yo
She own a now, her little Keon doin' triple life
Marry a son who got baked, it coulda
For a half a cake, play the shank, bite her

Shit is fucked up they got us, yo
She fainted at her baby now watch the breakdown
responsibility
She fainted at her baby now yo watch the breakdown

Little boy, playin' in the ghetto street

Yo all of y'all niggaz got the story wrong
Talk you talk but twist the real song
When it down to this, not a licensed driver
Show y'all niggaz whose style is liver

is not a act this is more actual fact
Nuttin' but experience upon track
With the sound, not lyin' out the crown
When we not workin' we be around

Yeah, see the light, right now we fight
You not a real you just a fake type
That get on the mic then, throw cliche
Half the Coast soundin' just like Rae

If you a Gambino, give credit to the
If you not a part of this kid act like you
Fuck the studio, the great
Fly head niggaz like planes out of state

I ain't friends with you, my CD hit you
If you want some stop frontin' is the issue
It's my turn, niggaz could pass
Two-face-ted rappers push they shit

off the edge, into the rubbish
Peep my new style fuck and Moet
I Evian water while my thoughts get published

What you do when you grow up
And have to face

ghetto boy, playin' in the ghetto streets
What you do when you grow up
What you gonna do you grow up
And have to responsibility?

Little ghetto boy, playin' in the ghetto
you gonna do when you grow up
And have to face

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