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[Ja up in the ghetto With that New state of mind I realized that night, my future was crime dimes was my trademark Soon as that blunt I, inhale, exhale, took my sale Daily routine, get up, ass, get cream Cop first tear on my slick sixteen I seen more bricks and and shit Got greedy, and weed up with counterfit 'cause Pa-pi's gettin sloppy, and kinda Stupid nigga, you been trading thoughts with your Murderous, grimey, where? Hollis Queens Woodhull, got it all from and fiends I cream, so I strap the nine to my waistline Grabbin OZ, keys to the GS nigga Bulletproof to eliminate stress Ha, who the
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[Do or Don't get to our side if you ain't from New York You "Ride or Die" or "Pimp till you die" You figurin you a murderer, put your in the sky Make them see em, 'cause every nigga we with has heaters Don't get, stepped with these heaters when you hatin on po-pos Don't think for one time comin solo Do or Die, Chicago collabo Neighborhood watch you from a block with a flock of Ready to show love Grippin with extra and clips And all these niggaz know we love that shit How we hit, we put you in your darkest pits Do or Die and Ja Rule nigga Murda for
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[Do or Can't up with the paper chasin run up with these glocks and rob the basement Two niggaz with glocks, cock, pop, drop, quit I's put two in your bitch ass gettin hot the casin It's kill or be in Chi recognize what you facin Whores and pimps, hustlers, killers, and drug Since a shorty hollerin seeds with a plug in Two for ten, up on the diamond cut griller Be em or see em motherfuckers, be a hoe Iller state put through my blood If niggaz got it's in my blood Run spittin hollows that's followin shit And killin niggaz that ain't real, been hollerin
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[Do or get gone, chrome by the hip bone Hit domes like pickles, not to sit on Better pimp on 'for the clips get sticked home Sit back til the tricks Then flash the hood like you misunderstood Diamonds over get wood It's all good see, low down pound Full clips for showdowns, weed and throw down Representin both towns, you know now, better slow down P-I-M-P flippin stream dream, Hennessy, tipsy Theres for the true thug, puttin weight in the po-pub It's nuthin, sit down and up, roll like that Then in the we ball like that
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