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Yea, uh

Yea
This is dedicated to the G's, the P's, the C's, thats in the B's
I guess ain't somethin' for the radio
But I'm hot, so make these muh'fuckas play it though
I wan-na
Nigga don't make me re-sort to
I guess this ain't somethin' for the
That's where made me go, right back to the streets

My old head went to bed, croaked over the
His attitude leaked out, all over a I love him
He made me harder, made me smarter, I'm young and I'm
to ya baby father, the one that they muggin'
Therefore they'd rather see a nigga him, cuz the hoes dug him
Dig him, I 'em up and get 'em
Then I forget 'em, cuz I don't 'em
If he's on a then he got the 380 wit' him
If he's to the mall, then it's in Mercedes driven
Or the pea green Stormer, the color of
I don't rules, I'd rather do what I wanna
out like a Bent' on the avenue in the summer
I was low in the cabin, had the of the lumber
Think about the has-beens, mad I'm doin' my
When I leave out the spot, I drag a few in the
Brrup, you're now rockin' wit the boy

Yea
is dedicated to the G's, the P's, the C's, niggas thats in the B's
I guess this ain't somethin' for the
But I'm hot, so make these muh'fuckas play it though
I wan-na
Nigga make me re-sort to crime
I guess this ain't for the radio
That's where they made me go, right to the streets

1982 the year I thru, I saw
Exactly what I been tryna to you, or
You can seatbelt on I'll take ya to
Where the hood's the arena and the block's the
I'ma New nigga, but they love me everywhere
A soldier, yea...without the military
I'm the of the year and I rap like I ain't rich
We all know the kind of that Banks gets
I'm frost bit, 50 on the bracelet
a quarter a piece, I'm so close I can taste it
Run up on me, ya hat and ya is blown
Laid out on ya neck, as flat as a
All I need is a pitch, a bat and I'm headin'
Uh, I'll fly ya head out the park soon as ya
You big as a puppy, wit a whole lot of bark
Ya either half crazy, or whole lot of heart

Yea
is dedicated to the G's, the P's, the C's, niggas thats in the B's
I guess this somethin' for the radio
But I'm hot, so I'ma make these muh'fuckas play it
I shine
Nigga make me re-sort to crime
I guess this somethin' for the radio
That's they made me go, right back to the street