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This one is for my in the street and six feet baby...
yourself kid, the jakes be deep and on the creep now...
What the deal, this ones for my thats upstate doin' bids...
Stay reppin' queens infra-red beams...

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I only rock with
Plot plannin' niggas that cock
Roll the ox jammin' niggas doin' whole bids in the box standin'
8 thats quick to hop in the van'n
Cock glocks and put the drops on the whole gamblin'
it to knots landin'
Gun got 'em scramblin'
Leavin' 4 to examine
The are frigid so I speak it vivid
Sleep it, it, and live it
If you want one of slugs i'm'a give it
And pop you 'till you liquid
Your days are numbered and I'm droppin' the
Bodies get to the chop shop like civics
All for poppin' up on the wrong to visit
The wrong to risk it
Nothin' but hollow tops in the
Get helicopter lifted out hot lizards
it far from the child shit
.40 cal.
Runnin' with wild
Dead you and beat the murder shit
12 valve
The is scorchin'
Flooded with enforcement lawmen
your fortune
Shorties are the statue of liberty, they stay liftin' the torch'n
Orphans that spit the fifth
Mad get abortions
Weak ones lay in a coffin
stakeouts, spots get raided
Shots get
Come in a lock everything related
the cell blocks overly populated
Incarcerated scarfaces
get operated
Some get and faded
Leave 'em bleedin' in need for aid
For dough metal rasied
When shit gets hot it's hard to the blaze
The we praise.

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The you hold
Is just the dice you roll
Be careful kid, these is ice cold
The worms out workin' the night patrol
For the of gold
As the of our life gets told.

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How many it out, it's one in a million
Scared to death one of your children
Just might be the next one to get stretched in on the building
Dumbin' out, pullin' guns out, runnin' wit'
Livin' in pain, kid in a street
Trapped in these blocks where the heat
niggas reach for they thang
Speak slang, chop your until the meat hang
Bustin' they gat, runnin' their deep
Look out for the cheap that set you up
you to the crib to wet you up
Lift your up
to lift and mess you up
Smith and you up
Never press luck
Be to bust
How you dare to trust?
Keep your close and enemies closer
I pour double shots of to toast ya friendly ghost until they send
Me
Send guinea's to roast ya
If they can't approach ya send me the
Give 'em the kennedy dose and send in ya boulder
Life is about bendin' them over
Plenty bentley's and
Half women for limo chauffers
Crib the fendi sofa's
costa nostras
Crack jehovas like sosa
Taylor made suits with gucci penny
Mac tens in holsters for rats and
Havin' package and coach us
These are vulgar
Blow the backs of
Roll the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and hangers
The a ton bringers
one in the chamber