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Yo, it's in the morning
My baby mom still
my little daughter on the forehead
'nuf said, beeper off
Five hundred, it's bust
In God we another one bites the dust

Hey ramp, that!
I was 'bout to see 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, them niggas is
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you it's only right to react
the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat
Aeiyo, bust, chill, calm
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' grabbed the two nines out the flo'
Driving south, yo, we takin' niggas war
on the run
Always running for cover when necessary
I'm out for now
But all shit is temporary
Fuck with the wrong clik, the way we get
If violatin', leavin you lost, you never be found
Number whatever on missing
Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my gats bursting
I through the bridge
In my fat with my two nines and my mans
second from the spot
I cross the from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm bust in a phone booth
Niggas on the
star is in the range
The change
Lord's in the forerunner with guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the squad meet up,
Know shit to heat up
Went the whole entire up
Blast the car seat-er
My wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, me down
I knowing that my arrive
We gon' see who be the alive
While we creep all over the
Looking for
In case, see him, rinse my clip up in his face
As my squad hold they down
We patiently for them to pass through
timing the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, give me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
Blood in and out
We goin' all out, bullets ringing out
Guns is just out
Yo bust, hit the layflat
You my to the end I gotcha back
Turn quick
Oh shit!
You started blasting, me on the hip
Lord have mercy dumped five on a
Suck his whole shit, his whole busting
Shit going according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga right behind me
I I'm caught up on a creep
I think I need to to lord, my soul to keep
Dis about to fry my head
My burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas already the next two we leaving
So much over this fucking money
The way this end it wasn't even funny
Trying to rob this nigga because I was hungry
But if you try to test let's a nigga in a hurry
Me and my bounce and left the fucking scene ugly

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