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Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now if you followed my footsteps and walked through my
You wouldn't go against me you know you would lose
It's been along time I done paid my dues
Now every I turn around it's like I'm back in the news

I know alot of niggaz want me wearin' cement
And Tom niggaz wanna see me locked up to
the same time KRS was writin' Black Cop
I was busy tryin' to pump cracks in the blocks

shit to my homeys about how my gat pop
Got rid of that chrome and got back a black glock
P ninety ten but I had six shots
I to walk around with it and risk gettin' knocked

I bought a fresh box of bullets Old Man Sam
Wanted to shoot a so bad it was itchin' my hand
Some shot it out with me, and some of ran
And some of them dashed were good and of them jammed

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Now if you a good look and look into my face
And if wouldn't even dare to violate my space
Som' I did so much dirt, I'm tryin' to clean my
And ate so many niggaz and now they want mines ate

The dogs when I walk and since the souls I took
Moms pray for me her right hand on the good book
Saw shots fly by me, no, I been trippin'
The Pulp Fiction must have been God's intervention

Wouldn't then from that, I learned my lesson
And clean my act up and go straight to
Uncle La got knocked the feds hit it with
And me with the fifty cal and a mac eleven

Start everything from everything from to the worries
And had half the hood near wanted to mirk us
Found askin' God what the fuck is my purpose
You go to heaven, know I'm foul but put a word in

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I done talk my way out of the

Homey, if I go to and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood

Now homey if I go to and you make it to the pearly gates
the boss man we got beef
And tell his son, I'm a see him when I see him
And I see him, I'm a beat him like a movie

For leavin' us out to dry on poverty
For not showin' me no they watchin' over me
Yo! We a new in two thousand six
We don't give a fuck that religious bullshit

show me where the cash at
The nice whips the three car garage to fit them shits
Man my life is painful, to angels
I'm to myself hopin', I ain't got to spank you

My bullets shank you, and my guns start cuttin'
Ain't nobody save you
In the bible times, they ain't had to deal with the
We dealin' within, these times

Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to
Just get me to the gate, and I'll my way in
Got a gift, I'm special the flow I'm good
Shit, I done my way out of the hood

Homey, if I go to Hell and you it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the I'm good
Shit, I talk my way out of the hood