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

Hey ramp, that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas up in a black suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we fighting the gat
The way them tried to play me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you know it's right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - flat
Aeiyo, bust, chill, down
I'll be in twenty minutes
Uptown 1-51 at st.
I'm quick
I my baby mom I got's 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 cover 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 never be
Number whatever on missing
Any minute them niggas feel blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the tri-borough
In my fat land my two nines and my mans
I'ma from the spot
I cross the from the parking lot
My trigger is hot
I'm seeing bust in a booth
on the roofs
Spiff star is in the
The change
Lord's in the forerunner with machine guns, big
Now we to have mad fun
Me and the whole meet up,
Know shit to heat up
Went the whole street up
from the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't 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, rinse my clip up in his face
As my hold they post down
We patiently waiting for them to through
timing the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, bust me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
Blood in and out
We goin' all out, bullets just out
Guns is spraying out
Yo bust, hit the dirt
You my to the end I gotcha back
Turn around
Oh shit!
You started blasting, me on the hip
have mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his shit, his whole crew busting
Shit going according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing right me
I I'm caught up on a creep
I think I need to to lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga to fry my head
My crew into a rage
Spliff this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We three niggas already the next two we leaving bloody
So much drama this fucking money
The way this end it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob this 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 ugly

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

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