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

[Verse 1:
It good givin back to the hood
I'm tryin to up for all the dope I cook
And for all the dope fiends I
Remember my gun? I almost shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I would
Will a nigga ever make it out gutter?
Cops would come, all of us run
There was nine of us, they couldnt one
old days, I wont forget
While I write on this laptop in jet
With the Universal Records
And say everything I do
I'm the mexican
Aint no and aint no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty make
Your chest look a pizza
I do, I'm a goddamn fool
I'm puttin seventeen strip all through school

[Verse 2:
And you can find me in a lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next time I up and
Some of that old crazy
I roll down my windows and got
Seven inches for the
Maybe its the attention I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
the liqour that I'm sippin
And got me like
I be taken lightly
Cause I been pills
So you gon' like me
I might llello
Put you on my
Supply a bird
But you dont move it I say so
Make you dont take
No out from under me
Cause I'm the of player
Thats gonna run up in your
trust me, 'cause I never sober
Usually I'm off for that
or Purple soda
You better over
I'm not far vomiting
Los and Coast's the
But still diet aint no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I give a fuck, 'cause
We some hustlaz, we once was
Now I blood, scratchin on my six
Thats that a bitch'll do
bet you squat down everytime
Everytime you piss out
Tomahawk, show niggas your tattoo
While we bang screw, Erykah
knock, pop trunk on the boulevarde
How the fuck you gon' act you pussies hard?
again, S-P Man, true killer
Fuck talkin bitch, show me what to do
Representer, bow you enter
Theres a reward for a man that can my temper
and tired of you jealous-ass bitches
Send you to hell and you can call me distance
Dont't run your homeboy, you aint deep enough
Get on phone and go and call some more people up