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

[Verse 1:
It feel givin back to the hood
I'm tryin to 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 make it out this gutter?
Cops would come, all of us run
was nine of us, they couldnt catch one
Good old days, I forget
While I write on laptop in this jet
With the Universal President
And say everything I do
I'm the first
Aint no love and no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty make
chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a fool
I'm puttin seventeen strip dancers all school

[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
of that old crazy shit
I will roll down my and got
Seven inches for the
Maybe its the that I'm gettin
they spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour I'm sippin
And got me like
I cant be taken
Cause I been poppin
So you aint gon' me
I might distributing
Put you on my
with a bird
But you move it till I say so
Make sure you take
No money out from me
I'm the type of player
Thats gonna run up in company
Dont me, 'cause I never sober
Usually I'm gone off for
Pink or soda
You better over
I'm not far vomiting
Los and the shit
But still that diet aint no him

[Verse 3:
I give a fuck, 'cause
We some hustlaz, friends we was
Now I once blood, on my six
Thats somethin a bitch'll do
I'll bet you squat everytime
Everytime you out brew
Tomahawk, show these niggas tattoo
While we bang screw, Badu
knock, pop trunk on the boulevarde
How the fuck you act like you pussies hard?
Once again, S-P Man, killer
talkin bitch, show me what to do nigga
Representer, bow before you
Theres a reward for a man can find my temper
Sick and tired of you bitches
you to hell and you can call me long distance
Dont't run your mouth homeboy, you aint enough
Get on your phone and go and some more people up