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Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see what's
Smoking a lot in the car turn on some
to freestyle we be up on our way
Finish up the blunt, somebody me that tray

Get on the yo it's after dark
I guess it always up by the night
all kinds of speed cars pass
Just so they can our black ass

pulling us over for no reason
Searching the car, like nigga hunting season
Yeah, around asking where's the pound
Where's the gun? Are y'all niggaz on the

You got warrants? Y'all niggaz for some informin'?
That's how they be cracking, it seems like they be
Except it's real life, like they up your residence
Searching your crib, they can't no evidence

The other day Mr. Buddha had this
Kick after man so our whole crew can expand
They all wanted me to the getaway car
I was like fuck it, 'cuz I ain't got no dough

The strange they brought in my garage
They get large, then they the entourage
My niggaz hit the bank then broke the hell out
So much money you couldn't even get that out

I got laced with thirty G's to 'em freeze
Plus a nigga ratted so far on a breeze
Police talking where's the dead president
I said, "Fuck y'all, niggaz got no evidence"