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You my style

Flowers, a funeral service, a kid's in the
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 bullet ain't got a on it
But hard to miss when that thing got a beam on it
First shot, pop off, popping shots
The glass at the store front, we God was watching
Run, run, hit the gate, D's yelling ''drop
Niggas getting jammed up, better that a jammed up
His momma a few words to her, he was innocent
She might have heard he did some shit, but never saw no
So in her eyes, he's little baby
But he was talking to niggas crazy
In a room full of people to pay their respect
I just in to get a close look at nigga to check
That nigga as a doorknob, stiff as a nail
And my man, tomorrow he gon' get out of
ROR, me nigga I know the law
Release on your own recognizance, that I'm on it
That's his first taste, I mean his first
Got with the strap, but not the one that clapped
This here we still got that, yeah
law in my hood is show no fear
Him and love was closer than we thought, that nigga in crying
Oh shit, in the store, he passed him the iron
These some grimy ass niggas, breed vultures
Trying to come up, still eating around
Cookie Crisp, Crunch, breakfast of the champions
Lucky charms, stay armed, niggas won't you in
We watch the side bitch talking like she a bitch
His just sat there, preachers weren't saying shit
Right jab, left hook, hand full of
type shit a nigga got to see to believe
These bitches up in here
Police 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 player nigga, nigga better play ball
You play with the wrong niggas we gon' get to off
I done seen enough, feel it's time for me to split
Hit the lot, chill where the weed is lit
Twist the cap, pour out a little
All the theatrics, you know, that was my nigga
We all win, some of us got to lose
Envision a lil' dog at a pack of wolves
Cause that's what happened, yeah yeah, that's what
He just went on and on niggas started attacking
Acting he was the only motherfucker packing

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

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