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[Chorus:
falling from the sky
Boys swing in all
throwed folks
We side, for life
on my '4, I'm so throwed

[Verse 1:
It feel givin back to the hood
I'm to make up for all the dope I cook
And for all the dope I woop
Remember my first gun? I almost my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I wonder?
Will a nigga ever make it out this
Cops come, all of us would run
was nine of us, they couldnt catch one
Good old days, I wont
I write on this laptop in this jet
With the Universal President
And say everything I do
I'm the first
no love and aint no peace, bro
My 12 shotty will make
chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a goddamn
I'm puttin seventeen strip dancers all through

[Verse 2:
And you can me in a parkin lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next time I up and
Some of old crazy shit
I will roll my windows and got
Seven for the radius
Maybe its the attention that I'm
When they spinnin, or
It's the that I'm sippin
And got me like
I cant be lightly
I been poppin pills
So you aint like me
I might llello
Put you on my
with a bird
But you move it till I say so
sure you dont take
No out from under me
I'm the type of player
Thats run up in your company
trust me, 'cause I never sober
Usually I'm off for that
Pink or soda
You move over
I'm not far vomiting
Los and the shit
But still diet aint no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I dont give a fuck,
We some hustlaz, friends we was
Now I blood, scratchin on my six
somethin that a bitch'll do
I'll bet you down everytime
you piss out brew
Tomahawk, show these niggas your
we bang screw, Erykah Badu
Knock knock, pop on the boulevarde
How the fuck you gon' act you pussies hard?
again, S-P Man, true killer
Fuck talkin bitch, me what to do nigga
Representer, bow before you
a reward for a man that can find my temper
Sick and tired of you jealous-ass
Send you to and you can call me long distance
Dont't run your mouth homeboy, you aint enough
Get on your phone and go and call some more up