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

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

[Verse 2:
And you can me in a parkin lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next I pull up and
Some of old crazy shit
I will roll my windows and got
Seven for the radius
Maybe its the attention I'm gettin
they spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour I'm sippin
And got me feelin
I be taken lightly
Cause I poppin pills
So you aint like me
I might distributing
Put you on my
with a bird
But you dont it till I say so
Make you dont take
No money out from me
Cause I'm the type of
gonna run up in your company
Dont me, 'cause I never sober
I'm gone off for that
Pink or Purple
You move over
I'm not far from
Los and the shit
But still that diet aint no him

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