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p]
Huh huh, nigga
Y'all that shit me and bo did last year
for the jack, we done jacked the motherfuckers
And got this year you know what I'm sayin'

P and bo went half on some dope, half on some dope, half on dope
P and bo went half on dope, turn a half ounce into a key

Mo' money, mo mother fuckin'
on the block, come back and drop knots in the garbage pail
Peepin' out the with the ak
Paranoia, neighborhood
Half a key on the livin' room table, and city to city I'm able
Cap a key for 10 and 12, my mexican friends got the
down a quarter ki', procedin' to make that mail,
p got the mix on the yay
Whippin 'em the can't explain game , cause rain
So fuck what you heard and pay 16 for this
We slangin' ki's and g's in the suburbs
Mouth full of dope, bold's yeah you
Them richmond niggas, quick to pull asshole
Some dope dealers, that only fuck killers
One of the first from the to stack a mill because

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Everyday, all day, to get paid
Straight ballin', how we break bread

p]
Nigga what, nigga what, been down for 22
Finally done up, og with a pimp ? ? ? ,
And slang this quarter like calone, by nigga pervis ? ? ?
Ain't no to these hits that I make
The ice man, the king pin of the bay
Just got a bid of 20 birdies, to the ground
S.k. 'bout to get my dirty, tru stand for hustla
So jump in the 500 sel and up
On my way way to sac. with them gats, 40 g's,
4 tires of that kill' crack
Don't a fuck if I die or go to the pen.
I'm headed to the end, a dope best friend
So call me the nino brown
Cause dope and money makes the world go
45 k by my work to, and blowin' dope to the ghetto
Like b.b. king the blues,
Bullets ? ? ? cause can't escape this
Niggas lose they life for stickin' nose in my cake mix
And like a ? ? ? away rain
I mean harvest these chickens until it's a man
I got more mack craig, notorious like big
Put a playa in the back
And I give you a bitch I give you a buck
Hit the windows niggas chokin' on a roll-up
I got ? ? ? on tha set in work sellin' fuckin' lemonheads
To the dope fiends, we call 'em street
Hit the dope and they when the feds hit the scene
Now the spots hot ain't got rocks
Laugh at the cops, organization like a clock

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[king
Just another episode of how us no tru niggas make our mail
Organized trained soldiers droppin' bread to the underworld
You know what I mean and nigga p
Said day, all day, hustlin' to get paid
That's how we break bread