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SWAT's, and 'gnac Lil-bitty on the block, cock back the gat a day go by, one of these villains don't die Won't try to fight this feelin', concrete thang It thrillin' niggas, killin' for nothin' Meanin', is livin' for less, I guess That I'm bring it to ya like it I S, the rest your 'sposed to See crime, that get'cha time, to the do'
you hit 'em, get 'em But keep yo' name up out they 'Cuz there could sho' fuck up the rhythm of thangs Called up, charge it to the No your downtown tryin' to explain Simple-n-plain, but they finna be listenin' You detain to yo' co-sentencing (Uh huh) situation keep ya tied in a knot Lord have mercy on the
have mercy on me This is just how gone be Niggas dying daily on them same corner pay me But the only chain I'm gon' see
Lord mercy, on me I'm the best that I can But it's in my front yard It's do or die out here, ya
I done seen same, lil-bitty niggas squeeze Lil-bitty triggers, now (Uh huh) niggas is, lil-bitty killers (Uh huh) Couldn'ta been no more than (Uh unh) Supplyin' fiends, shorties stressin' dirty (What?)
I sit on the porch and watch 'em flee the police But the nighttime blind, and no eyes on the streets (Shh) First law of the Better, never ever repeat, nothin' ya (Uh unh) He said he had to a killin' (Uh huh) That's how it go whodi, ride and take a fo' sho'
He say he and kill again, he'll kick in the do' (Yeah) the lick, he trick a milli into mo' (Yeah) Nobody wit' him, he so low, he creep through (Uh huh) Ride a glass Chevrolet, damn see through But all fall 'cuz he learnt to walk But he learnt to crawl, have mercy, Lord
Lord have on me This is how it's gone be Niggas dying daily on them same that pay me But that's the only chain I'm see
have mercy, on me I'm the best that I can But it's hard in my yard It's do or die out here, ya
I get it in, I put the under yo' chin I to win, stingy, I don't have no air to lend I'm standin' still, 'bout I'm grill Cee-Lo Seville and real Only millimeters from my meal Mighty knife, enough not inconsiderate ice You're contemplatin', contestin', please consider it 'Cuz I'm connected with the guy after the drop of a dime
Or roll or down a bat, wonder what blow your mind I'm heavyweight and Front Street Got the geeked-up and they keep runnin' back to the plate We get it on, get it out the pot Get on the block, and get it Raised up out of the factories, and we sit it chrome Ya won't show, get out doors even if ice-cold And slice O's as the rolls, shit And may Lord have on your hustlin'-ass soul
have mercy on me I'm the best that I can But it's hard in my yard do or die out here, ya understand?
Lord have on me is just how it's gone be Niggas dying on them same corner that pay me But that's the only chain I'm see
Lord mercy on me I'm doin' the that I can But it's in my front yard do or die out here, ya understand?