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504 I solemnly swear that snitch
Or testify on any of my
That's the code to the streets, ya me
What's up Krazy, we in
The new no code to the streets baby

Could you tell me where my at
In the pen or the I'd never figure that
Could you me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project bricks got a trapped

As I inhale the weed, tears as I leave the cemetery
My nigga's in the ground now, this life is scary
Try to in my pain, I drink till I'm buried
This Hennessey got me gone, my are blurry

to face with reality, my dog is gone
For them bitch niggas that did it, I finger my chrome
And my in the Penn, doing fifty to life
I'm a till I die, mutherfuck 3 strikes

I remember balling my niggas for fun
If I bust then you bust, I you my gun
Telly, dog you know I miss you, I got love
Just to be the man you was, I'd probably drink your

you tell me where my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never figure
you tell me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project bricks got a trapped

you tell me where my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never figure
Could you tell me Lord what triggered
I guess these bricks got a nigga trapped

Kevin Miller you gone but you missed
C and Mac locked up but we still a
Received letters the Penn, homies feel my pain
25 caught ten, man it's just a

When DEA and the persecutors my lawyer
See our tone is black, so our time is borrowed
I'm in a cell with three killas, so unleash the
And the judge a word about cop a plea

They say we angry cause we breathe, uneducated
Facing so it's strike three, independent
Slanging records us coke dealers
C-Murder trapped and we gonna fight
It so the world gonna us

you tell me where my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never that
Could you tell me Lord what that
I these project bricks got a nigga trapped

you tell me where my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never figure
you tell me Lord what triggered that
I guess these project bricks got a nigga

Lord please my nigga mail
Did my homie sell his to get out of jail
I heard my Mac finally gonna make bail
We bouncing hot boy, thugging trying to make
The drought is

For my dogs still for livings
Thank God Black Jesus is
I try to tell my little homies, ain't no on the streets
But my niggas hear shit, when it's time to eat

And these soldiers, will bust head if you slipping
I feel like my dog P, I ain't tripping
A dope fiend at 14, look what the game did him
I can hear his scream as the chopper hit him

Could you tell me where my at
In the pen or the I'd never figure that
Could you tell me Lord what that
I guess these project bricks got a nigga

Could you tell me my niggas at
In the pen or the grave I'd never that
you tell me Lord what triggered that
I guess project bricks got a nigga trapped