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This one is for my people in the and six feet baby...
Watch yourself kid, the jakes be deep and on the now...
the deal, this ones for my duns thats upstate doin' bids...
Stay reppin' queens with beams...

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I only rock fam'n
Plot plannin' niggas that cock
Roll with the ox jammin' niggas doin' bids in the box standin'
8 niggas quick to hop in the van'n
Cock glocks and put the on the whole block gamblin'
it to knots landin'
Gun got 'em scramblin'
4 cops to examine
The streets are frigid so I speak it
Sleep it, it, and live it
If you want one of these slugs i'm'a it
And pop you 'till you liquid
Your days are and I'm droppin' the digits
Bodies get sent to the chop shop civics
All for poppin' up on the wrong to visit
The wrong to risk it
Nothin' but hollow tops in the
Get lifted out your hot lizards
Keep it far the child shit
.40 cal.
Runnin' wild cliques
Dead you and beat the murder shit
12 valve
The is scorchin'
Flooded with drug enforcement
Strippin' your
Shorties are the statue of liberty, they stay liftin' the torch'n
that spit the fifth often
Mad get abortions
Weak ones lay in a coffin
Federal stakeouts, get raided
get traded
Come in a lock everything rock
Keepin' the cell blocks overly
scarfaces inoxicated
Bodies get
get chopped and faded
Leave 'em in need for medical aid
For dough metal rasied
When shit hot it's hard to settle the blaze
The we praise.

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The you hold
Is just like the you roll
Be careful kid, these streets is ice
The thirsty out workin' the night patrol
For the of gold
As the story of our gets told.

2]
How many make it out, one in a million
Scared to 'cause one of your children
Just might be the one to get stretched in front on the building
Dumbin' out, pullin' guns out, runnin' villians
Livin' in pain, kid in a street
Trapped in these blocks where the flames
niggas reach for they thang
Speak slang, chop your grill until the meat
Bustin' they gat, their deep games
Look out for the cheap that set you up
Invite you to the to wet you up
Lift your up
Quick to and mess you up
and wess' you up
Never press your
Be prepared to
How many you to trust?
your friends close and enemies closer
I pour shots of remi to toast ya friendly ghost until they send
Me
Send some guinea's to ya
If they can't ya send me the semi-toasters
Give 'em the dose and send three in ya boulder
Life is about bendin' them over
bentley's and rovers
Half naked for limo chauffers
Crib the fendi sofa's
Black costa
Crack jehovas stackin' sosa
Taylor made suits gucci penny loafers
Mac tens in for rats and vultures
Havin' dt's and coach us
These raps are
Blow the of cobras
Roll the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and hangers
The brick a ton
Keep one in the