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Sendin' one out, to my man Killa be
No doubt indeed, weed, know what I'm sayin'?
old real shi'

There's a war goin' on no man is safe from
You could run but you hide forever
From these streets we done took
You walkin' witcha head down to look
You shook ain't no such things as halfway crooks
They around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and the cop's control
They better have the gear ready
Tryin' to bag me and get steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you not much to go home wit'
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin'
New York got a nigga
So I wear a slug-proof underneath my
God bless my soul, before I put my foot and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all unfinished
You soon be killed, put us together
It's like vodka and milk
I'm goin' out blastin', takin' my with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will forget me
forgive me the Hennesey got me not knowin' how to act
I'm fallin' and I can't turn
Or maybe it's the words from my man Killa
That I can't say so it's left a fact, until my death
My goal's to stay
of the fit only the strong survive

Yo, yo
We livin' this til the day we die
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(We still it)
We livin' til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(Thug life, we livin' it)
We livin' til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(We livin' it)
We livin' this til the day we die
(we livin' this til the day we die)
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(survival of the fit the strong)

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin' to get dough ya know
When the get low the jewels go, but never that
As as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the hustlin countin' my stacks
No doubt, watchin' my and proceed with caution
lurkin', no time to get lost in the system
Niggas usin' fake names to get out
My brother did it and got bagged with two
I-llegal where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, fucked me up God
But happens for a reason
You find out your true peoples when you're upstate bleedin'
You can't a shorty to troop your bid wit'chu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 it's
Wild on the I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, hoes like to run game
Some niggas to trick but I ain't wit that trickin' shit
I'm like a Jew, savin' dough so I can big
a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects,
Jakes on the blocks we
If beef, we never separate and pull
When comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them feelings hurt
My crew's all about
Fuck lookin' cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army certified
L's, laid back, enjoyin' the smell
In the Bridge gettin' it ain't hard to tell
You realize