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

1]
I only rock fam'n
plannin' niggas that cock cannons
Roll with the ox jammin' niggas doin' whole in the box standin'
8 niggas thats to hop in the van'n
Cock glocks and put the drops on the block gamblin'
Turn it to knots
Gun shots got 'em
4 cops to examine
The are frigid so I speak it vivid
it, love it, and live it
If you want one of these i'm'a give it
And pop you 'till you drop
Your days are numbered and I'm droppin' the
get sent to the chop shop like civics
All for poppin' up on the wrong to visit
The wrong to risk it
but hollow tops in the biscuits
Get helicopter lifted out hot lizards
it far from the child shit
.40 cal.
Runnin' with wild
Dead you and beat the murder trial
12 valve
The strip is
Flooded with drug lawmen
Strippin' your
Shorties are like the statue of liberty, they stay the torch'n
Orphans that spit the often
Mad chicks get
Weak ones lay in a coffin
Federal stakeouts, spots get
Shots get
Come in a lock everything related
the cell blocks overly populated
Incarcerated inoxicated
get operated
Some get chopped and
'em bleedin' in need for medical aid
For dough metal gets
When shit gets hot it's hard to settle the
The we praise.

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

2]
How many make it out, one in a million
Scared to death 'cause one of your
might be the next one to get stretched in front on the building
Dumbin' out, guns out, runnin' wit' villians
Livin' in pain, kid in a gang
Trapped in these where the heat flames
Where reach for they thang
Speak slang, chop grill until the meat hang
Bustin' they gat, their deep games
Look out for the cheap that set you up
you to the crib to wet you up
Lift necklace up
to lift and mess you up
Smith and you up
Never your luck
Be prepared to
How many you to trust?
your friends close and enemies closer
I pour double shots of remi to ya friendly ghost until they send
Me
Send some to roast ya
If they can't approach ya me the semi-toasters
'em the kennedy dose and send three in ya boulder
Life is about bendin' them over
bentley's and rovers
Half naked women for chauffers
Crib the fendi sofa's
Black costa
Crack jehovas stackin' like
Taylor made suits with gucci penny
Mac tens in for rats and vultures
dt's package and coach us
These raps are
the backs of cobras
Roll the gat exploders, gun slingers
Corners and slum
The a ton bringers
one in the chamber