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

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 we fighting over the gat
The way them niggas tried to play me son, niggas is wack
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you know it's only to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, bust, chill, down
I'll be there in minutes
Uptown 1-51 at st.
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 it's necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
Fuck the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', you lost, you never be found
Number on missing persons
Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my squads gats
I through the tri-borough
In my fat land with my two nines and my
I'ma second from the
I cross the street the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing bust in a booth
on the roofs
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 shit about to up
Went the whole street up
Blast the car seat-er
My enemies wouldn't wanna be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my crew
We gon' see who be the alive
While we creep all the place
Looking for
In case, see him, rinse my clip up in his face
As my squad hold post down
We patiently for them to pass through
Carefully timing the way we put it on their whole
Aeiyo, bust me the queue
I'm here for you, to you
Blood in and out
We all out, bullets just ringing out
Guns is spraying out
Yo bust, hit the layflat
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 whole shit, his crew busting
Shit ain't going according to
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga right behind me
I think I'm caught up on a
I think I need to prayer to lord, my 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 niggas coming, now I'm
We dead three niggas the next two we leaving bloody
So much drama over 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 blast a nigga in a hurry
Me and my squad bounce and left the fucking scene

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

Things we be for money
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