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Yo, 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little on the forehead
'nuf said, goes off
Five hundred, it's bust
In God we trust another one bites the

Hey ramp, that!
I was to see this cat
Some pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we fighting the gat
The way them niggas tried to play me son, niggas is wack
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you know it's only right to
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas - face flat
Aeiyo, bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown 1-51 at st.
I'm there
I tell my baby mom I to go
I walked out the do' then the two nines out the flo'
Driving through south, yo, we niggas war
on the run
Always running for when it's necessary
I'm out for now
But all that is temporary
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you be found
Number whatever on persons
Any minute them niggas feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I the tri-borough bridge
In my fat land with my two and my mans
second from the spot
I cross the street from the lot
My finger is hot
I'm bust in a phone booth
Niggas on the
star is in the range
The change
in the forerunner with machine guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the whole squad up,
Know about to heat up
the whole entire street up
Blast the car seat-er
My wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, me down
I knowing my crew arrive
We gon' see who be the last
While we creep all the place
for space
In case, see him, my whole clip up in his face
As my squad they post down
We patiently waiting for them to pass
timing the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, bust me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
Blood in and out
We goin' all out, bullets just out
Guns is just out
Yo bust, hit the layflat
You my nigga to the end I back
Turn around
Oh shit!
You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole crew
Shit ain't going to plan
Goddamn, my jam
standing right behind me
I I'm caught up on a creep
I I need to prayer to lord, my soul to keep
Dis about to fry my head
My crew burst a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I'm
We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving
So much drama this fucking money
The way this situation end it wasn't even
Trying to rob this nigga I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let's blast a nigga in a
Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene

[anthony & the chosen generation]:
Things we be for money
Livin' in the street when you're
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
day to day but don't live for tomorrow
Things we be doin' for
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you start to it ain't funny, no, no
day to day but don't live for tomorrow

Things we be doin' for
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
day to day but don't live for tomorrow