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I'm up before the sunrise, to hit the block bad mothafucka with a pocket full of rocks And I'm totin' these thangs, get my skinny ass kicked And niggas laugh, tha first mothafucka got blasted I put the in his casket Now coverin' the bastard in plastic I smoke blunts on a regular buck it counts I'm tryin' to a million dollars outta quarter ounce And gettin' on the five-o, fuck them hos Got a 45 screamin' about Hey nigga can I lay low, some yay-yo "one-time" when I say so Don't want to go to the pen, I'm hittin' Narcs on a nigga's back, missin' me by And they say how do you weighin' 165 In a city where the skinny niggas Tell Mama cry Even when they me They can never the game from a young G
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Still on and I'm the first nigga servin' some liquor on the curb for my niggas that deserve it But if I want to make a million, stay dealin' It's kinda boomin' and I'll make a killin' Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the It's a clever disguise to keep me runnin' the cops Ha, I'm gettin' high. I I'll die if I don't get no ends I'm in a bucket with 'em ridin' it it's a Benz I to stip let my music bump liquor, and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck Rather die makin' than live poor and legal As I slang another ounce, I wish it was a A money in a major way to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and getten' paid You other callin' But me and my mothafuckin' niggas
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if I don't, and damned if a nigga do So watch a mothafucka pull a trigga just to RAISE UP But don't let see you cry, dry your eyes nigga time to do or die I keep a in my pocket on my block Ain't no for a nigga to even cock shit And now see that mothafucka beat pain At blank range cause he slept on the game Ain't a damned thing the dice, now roll 'em If you can't stand pain hold 'em Cause ain't no tellin' you might roll You might go catch AIDS from a slight cold. Better live your to the fullest You 'bout to kill a fool, got a mothafucka better pull it Cause even when kill me can never take the game from a young G
We ballin' We ballin'
To my niggas in the Loked up like a mothafucka when mention me Cause you fuckin' with the realest motha fucka born And once again on I'm bustin' on these bitches till they Who the hell can you get to me? I'm in the projects, with my posse I my glock cocked I need it cause they're all I made it Now these jealous tryin' to FADE me I ain't out I'd rather blast back I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' stack And I came up a long way from stamps And takin' shit the low-life ghetto tramps Could you blame me if they sweat me I'm gonna fire What could I do? my trigga or watch my nigga die I'm representin' to the givin' devil slugs I'm on the block slangin' drugs with the young And mothafucka, we be All day long, stay strong
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