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

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

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

Yo shit you had in Vegas
Yo, it coulda got us sprayed up, they seen the Ac
Know this traitor, hair sa-laundry and Shorty Karan
Her fam major swing kingpins you dare front on

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

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

Little ghetto boy, in the ghetto street

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

This is not a act this is more actual
Nuttin' but experience placed track
With the true sound, not out the crown
we not workin' we hardly be around

Yeah, see the light, right now we could
You not a real brother you just a type
That get on the mic then, throw your
Half the East soundin' just like Rae

If you a Gambino, give to the flow
If you not a part of this kid act like you
Fuck the studio, Cappachino the
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
rappers push they shit last

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

What you do when you grow up
And have to responsibility?

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

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

One is
In fact it strenuous breath control
Out of all techniques, it's the difficult
The human has a hundred and eight pressure points
Thirty-six of can be fatal, the remainder, paralyzing