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We sell liquid (gang!)
lean man online (Let's get it!)

I was deep in the field on this shit
Late night I was starving ain't eat
Studio thinking hits, tryna get
with a lot of niggas that was counterfeit
I was too tote a blue steel
Had a deal, had a
No deal, I was packs
Had to feed and go kill, post I had M's
Then I had to go chill with a couple
I'm a man
Studio 24 a Laker fan
shit, had to take it in
One time out late I ain't it in
I had to make
See you the red
Creep on you with the red
a forty, getcha head right
I'ma slide
Ion't know I was on the road doing shows so bye bye
naked like Wifi
Ion't shit I can't tell on my guys
Smoking on this game, Popeye
And my niggas do a
up pipe call it show and tell
Y'all niggas it like imitating
Do a drill, they for real, kill
Going outside to these streets,

This street ain't for everybody (no, no, no,no,no)
So I'm tell this shit to (no, no, no,no,no)
So in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
You can't fit in with this (nah)
yo resume nigga? (what's your resume?)
You no killer (you ain't no killer nigga)
I'm asking your resume nigga? (what's your resume nigga?)
I you ain't no killer (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who this street shit?

We was them corners
Niggas snitching informing
shit was important
Back I couldn't afford it
Yellow ice bitch stone Jeff Ford
They see how he spending forges
rob me a M and a (?)
Or a storage place no fifth
I'm 'bout arm and hammer baking soda
If the dry then I'm taking over
Police they take it I'ma it over
Give me a brick and break it over
You ready, I'm
You with it, I'm it
Let's get it, you but don't get it
Put D in that
I'm get millions
I'm get rich
Shit
drug money, blood money
I love money, I hug money
But I got that, get it
You say you gotta bag, then I got
I'm to my niggas
Out late night I be with my niggas
On them corners I be with my niggas
I'ma kill you if you with my niggas (gang!)

This street ain't for everybody (no, no, no,no,no)
So I'm tell this shit to (no, no, no,no,no)
So in yo lane (stay in yo lane)
You can't fit in this crowd (nah)
yo resume nigga? (what's your resume?)
You ain't no killer (you ain't no nigga)
I'm asking what's your nigga? (what's your resume nigga?)
I heard you no killer (nah, nah, nah, nah)
Who this street shit?