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Yo, it's in the morning
My mom still yawning
Kiss my little on the forehead
said, beeper goes off
Five hundred, busta bust
In God we trust one bites the dust

Hey ramp, that!
I was to see this cat
niggas pulled up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me we fighting over the gat
The way them niggas tried to play me son, them is wack
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you it's only right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face
Aeiyo, bust, chill, calm
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown at st. nick
I'm there
I tell my baby mom I to go
I walked out the do' grabbed the two nines out the flo'
Driving through south, yo, we takin' war
on the run
Always running for cover when it's
I'm out for now
But all that is temporary
Fuck with the clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you be found
Number whatever on missing
Any minute niggas gon' feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the tri-borough
In my fat land with my two and my mans
second from the spot
I the street from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing bust in a booth
Niggas on the
Spiff is in the range
The atmosphere
Lord's in the with machine guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the whole squad up,
Know about to heat up
Went the whole entire up
Blast from the car
My wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my crew
We gon' see who be the alive
While we all over the place
Looking for
In case, see him, rinse my clip up in his face
As my squad hold they post
We patiently waiting for them to through
Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole
Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
in and blood out
We goin' all out, just ringing out
Guns is spraying out
Yo bust, hit the layflat
You my nigga to the end I back
Turn quick
Oh shit!
You started blasting, me on the hip
Lord have dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole busting
Shit ain't according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga right behind me
I think I'm caught up on a
I think I need to prayer to lord, my soul to
Dis about to fry my head
My crew burst into a
Spliff lifted this nigga, two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them niggas coming, now I'm
We dead three niggas the next two we leaving bloody
So much drama over this fucking
The way this situation end it even funny
to rob this nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let's blast a in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene

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

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