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You my style

Flowers, a funeral service, a in the coffin
It so familiar, don't it happen so often?
The shoot-out happens, the sister read the eulogy
Couldn't help but think better you than me'
.38 ain't got no safety, that ain't got a name on it
But hard to miss when that thing got a beam on it
First shot, pop off, everybody shots
The glass at the store front, we forgot God was
Run, run, hit the gate, D's ''drop it''
Niggas getting jammed up, better that a jammed up
His momma said a few words to her, he was
She might have heard he did some shit, but saw no benefits
So in her eyes, mommy's little baby
But he was outside to niggas crazy
In a room full of people came to pay their
I just came in to get a close look at to check
That nigga dead as a doorknob, stiff as a
And my man, he gon' get out of jail
ROR, trust me I know the law
on your own recognizance, that bullshit I'm on it
That's his first taste, I his first case
Got knocked with the strap, but not the one clapped
This nigga here we still got that,
First law in my hood is show no
Him and love was closer than we thought, that nigga in here
Oh shit, in the store, he probably him the iron
some grimy ass niggas, full breed vultures
Trying to come up, still around roaches
Cookie Crisp, Captain Crunch, breakfast of the
charms, stay armed, niggas won't clap you in
We watch the side bitch talking like she a main
His wifey just sat there, preachers weren't saying
jab, left hook, hand full of weave
This type shit a nigga got to see to
These acting up in here
they don't fucking care
Homicides snooping of them, we all with the shit
Cousin back from college he gon' get who did this shit
He a ball player nigga, nigga play ball
You play with the wrong niggas we get to letting off
I done enough, feel like it's time for me to split
Hit the parking lot, where the weed is lit
Twist the cap, pour out a liquor
All the theatrics, you know, like that was my
We all can't win, of us got to lose
Envision a lil' dog barking at a pack of
that's what happened, yeah yeah, that's what happened
He just on and on till niggas started attacking
Acting he was the only motherfucker packing

50 bars of pleasure, 50 of pain
When I'm dead and I'm gone niggas will the name
50, yeah

50 bars of pleasure, 50 of pain
When I'm dead and I'm gone will remember the name
It's 50,