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Act they did something
Ain't did shit for me

Make way for the rookie of the
Bout off Pimp Juice and Belvedere
See I'm out my liquor for my niggas that ain't here
And any day-to-day tattoo tears
But I'm cool cause Weezy F's me
Young clique Murder Inc family
Raised in the A and I'm born
Cross Luther King
Callio gon' lay it
nigga act up whussup
Tell my nigga Tad he better rough
Your open wide like them doors on my trucks
And my niggas bustin' like they don't give a fuck

Wayne:]
They got the God in the J.R.
Park all of my car in the buildin' no
I'm harder than the buildin'
The Carter the
quarters to pilgrims; Thanksgiving
I ain't giving no slack, I'm black
And the ain't never been that
Shit I'm with Lloyd
He for a freak-azoid
I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with
I her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em
need some new shoes, the Caddy need some new shoes
I'm bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do those
I'm too cold shit I spit
I'm too raw I spit off-white
I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM been a hard night
a hard knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice
My lil nigga still livin' on the block
With a nigga that he with but he still eatin' shit pleasantly
It's whatever B, we on no scary shit
You goin' down I'm on some Mary shit
I get bread the Dairy bitch
I chop you up like the bitch
I'm at the
I'm on isle 17 Hollygrove
Apple & street tell 'em holla, hoe
I put the sizzurp down then I mo'
I a hit of the dutch...