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[Ja
I Gangsta Shit
Niggaz that time on the brick for keys on the strip
my clips givin ass niggaz the shits
Life's a gotta murda to get rich
And infamous that's the game gets deep
re up cop heat and hit the streets
Now the feds is buggin me D.T. fucking me
The whole operation shook bitches ain't me
No see I gotta make a switch
Should I lay low or run wild and shit
Ran up a team, striclty dedicated to cream
It's time to go outta and wash niggaz clean
For everything they got, leave nothing to
But the shells on the ground when ass is shot
And once again it's hot, but this time a snitch
Thought he was dead when he got hit in Mich.
states to evidence, we on the run
Reprisentin all illegal drugs and

Where all my niggaz at?
Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban
We keep them coming back, plus the one's that crack
Raw cut, off the feedback, alone
Intoxicated from the Cognac, that Al Capone suite to Ammex
Valley to Lex, black hand is on deck
We in, peelin notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz

This fuckin life's got me feeling a lefty
It's aight, I'll go hard, make sure this don't forget me
It's like my game's virtual, on reality
I'm speeding like a bullet at high
You think you me, I think not
too many who known to do it properly
I'm likely to get so high like Tony be, toasted free
And trip out occasionaly, you
Cause it ain't for me to touch you
But for you to touch Ja, yet to proved, I'm still breathing
Current age, those wanna live, gotta get paid to do so
The average can't elevate and grow, calculate the dough
Analyze and invest where it's profitable,
Billboards hot shot
Ja Unstopable

Where all my niggaz at?
Supply the with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts
We keep them coming back, plus the one's that crack
Raw cut, off the feedback, alone
Intoxicated from the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to
to Lex, that black hand is on deck
We rollin in, notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz

Fear, that is my logic, the suit's made a composite sketch of this
Blazing throught the projects, E.S. Lex edit, new shit
Got a connect, 12, five the brick, Heading o.t.
With this chick who to slay, drink baby, snort coke and weed
Trinidadian and Vietnamese
She made a habit of a nigga daddy
Would die for me gladly, feloniously, I taught her
Took her heavenly body and it hell
I a lot of dought with her, she was my top nigga
the rules to the game but painted her own picture
She wanted everything black and
Never attention to the gray areas in life
Stayed up the night, wondering is my dough all right
Is she high on the job, or maybe getting robbed
Quick up the mac milli, ready to get involved
Cause my .44 revolves around
Fucking Black Gang, all you get is hot lead
Muthafuckaz, cause you know shit

Where all my niggaz at?
Supply the town with coke and Hen(Hennesey) and contacts
We keep them coming back, plus the one's copped crack
Raw cut, off the feedback, alone
Intoxicated from the Cognac, that Al Capone suite to Ammex
Valley to Lex, that black is on deck
We rollin in, notes off of G stacks, We Live It
Where all my niggaz at?
Supply the town coke and Hen(Hennesey) and cuban contacts
We keep them coming back, plus the one's that crack
Raw cut, overdose off the feedback,
Intoxicated the Cognac, charge that Al Capone suite to Ammex
Valley to Lex, that hand is on deck
We rollin in, notes off of G stacks, We Murderaz....