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I can you' bout the Mach Five I can you what them blocks buy I can tell you 'bout my block I can take you to the far Poor makin' plagued you niggas' lives You sellin' crack up on momma porch While she still goin' her new divorce He has a as he raise his voice When he really needs to raise his Young with so much talent Young thugs havin' no Young niggas havin' no niggas catchin' dope charges Growin' up she say she felt Now she for that pot of gold fish in the bowl They say her mother never her role I her mother always on the roll Her mother always wearin' I'm from I guess that's how it goes
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The Beloved T-Rex Grown man bars is somethin' you deal with Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can build That sound like bullshit out a bull mouth Even the tepee is a full Simple shelter keep you out the If you it close together, we'll never fold Why you the devil beat you out your soul You don't believe in God at least believe in odds This house of our is a house of cards Just without the yards, and adjacent parks We was born black but that make you dark Even with a of hearts Mind on the just to find a little love, my regards Cause your P-O-V is poverty It's like D-O-C a lottery, D-O-C be lock and key D-O-P-E bob and weave And the boxer free Up out them rings like it was 3 Caught up in the now Look at how we came out like olly olly free ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah Poor since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles Instead of buildin' up a in them vegetables Now early 30s, my blood incredible Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you Coveting cars community Rappers your shootin' sprees Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got to do with me to record so ruthlessly Rich
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Can't tell you 'bout that H But tell you 'bout this hate dude And I'll show you where they raise a I have a nigga late for the or the latest shoes I'm from an era where gold trinkets buy attention And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known Label whores that'll a sale and suck a store Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob cause she has never been Lord help us, my generation to an end Cause we all selfish, but shallow, how we gon' swim? I mean really why should I Walk a day up in my my soul is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' Once I got hot, they only good to vent
Aye Ricky flip the mission How 'bout poor makin' rich decisions? Poor niggas makin' rich That shit right there is efficient I that might be a better description Poor niggas makin' rich afford 'em but you still gon' get 'em That's a poor nigga making decisions Buyin' jewelry but you know vision Yeah! On a Yeah! part 2