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[Chorus:
Screens from the sky
swing in all those
Lil' folks
We side, for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so

1: SPM]
It good givin back to the hood
I'm tryin to make up for all the I cook
And for all the dope fiends I
Remember my first gun? I shot my foot
Surrounded by crackheads, I would
Will a nigga ever make it out this
Cops would come, all of us run
There was nine of us, they couldnt one
old days, I wont forget
While I on this laptop in this jet
With the Records President
And say everything I do
I'm the first
Aint no love and no peace, bro
My 12 gauge will make
chest look like a pizza
Things I do, I'm a goddamn
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
Some of that old crazy
I will roll down my and got
Seven inches for the
Maybe its the that I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour that I'm
And got me like
I cant be lightly
Cause I poppin pills
So you aint gon' me
I might distributing
Put you on my
Supply with a
But you dont it till I say so
Make you dont take
No out from under me
Cause I'm the type of
gonna run up in your company
Dont trust me, 'cause I never
I'm gone off for that
Pink or soda
You move 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 blood, scratchin on my six
Thats somethin a bitch'll do
I'll bet you squat down
Everytime you piss out
Tomahawk, show these niggas tattoo
While we bang screw, Erykah
Knock knock, pop on the boulevarde
How the fuck you gon' act you pussies hard?
Once again, S-P Man, true
Fuck talkin bitch, me what to do nigga
Representer, bow before you
Theres a reward for a man can find my temper
Sick and of you jealous-ass bitches
Send you to hell and you can call me distance
Dont't run mouth homeboy, you aint deep enough
Get on your phone and go and call more people up