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[Andre
You say you it all
You say the law
And you saw, you copped it from the raw
You gon' be like the in sky
And for a sec I was to ask why
But we was
It's 83' a street gleam
And cats is rockin up and gettin' street teams
And motherfuckers that hate me and me to die
Man can see that I'm broke in my eye
I to do it, I need to talk to Twinky, he'd probably front me somethin
He made 20 g's, straight nothin'
And Pee Wee a 69' cutty
That niggaz bitches makin money
That shit funny
'cause I'm a go get her and makin iller
It's a pain killer, but it's much realer
And in my I could see the scrilla
Playboy just said coke dealer, man try

We had a lunch date, in
And from your sad face, you you caught a case
But besides that the money was pilin' up, business was doin
You on thru the hood
Got you a house no in Vallejo
For $700 ounce you drop straight yayo
be talkin bad, sometimes I be gettin' mad
I just gotta gun, yo my mother said don't
And like paper I was apart
Because you know that my mother is my
I feel ashamed, 'cause blast first up in the game
It ain't a mystery to me, close at range
'cause these bitches be talkin
I live by the
Because of my pathways, party my day
Praise to the double
I've so much pot
I know if I like it or not
I got beef wit the brothers
They hearin' my name up in the game
And the undercovers
Yeah so here we go round and
The streets make a sound
Don't they uptown, nigga we cut em' down
And thats the mind state for all niggaz
Rats bitin' cheese yeah all squeelers
Till the devil and get us yeah they all gon' feel us
Don't make it hard for coke

life..

Ok 92', now what you gonna do?
I heard you killed a guard, in ya fightin
He said Nicky man you the street theory
I can't let the near me
I em' dearly
I'm so out of control in my
by the sword and die by the knife
My mother called to give her
The police picked up the phone to laugh
And he's under arrest
I felt pain in my heart a thousand whips
Man, I wish I had never to bag a zip
You have seen they face when I payed my bail
It was the look of the devil gon' send me to hell
I a call and I got a pot
when it comes to this lawyer
He wants the money man there ain't no
And these bitches these cold hearts
Man they be tellin' they
That I'm a give em' a gang of ends and
My is legendary
And I could hear the old coke dealers at the cemetary
I'm in the lane with no brakes
And when it comes to this
I need a bakery to cook cakes
Man I'm to hell
Or I'm a die in
Or these gon' rain
And I'm gonna get
Cut cut cut me Nicky
It make me shiver
The lost soul of a dealer