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Yo, it's 3:25 in the
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the
'Nuf said, goes off
Five hundred, it's Bust
In God We Trust another one bites the

Hey Ramp, that!
I was 'bout to see cat
Some niggas pulled up in a suburban jumped out the back
to put it on me while we fighting over the gat
The way niggas tried to play me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, Ramp, yo, you know it's only right to
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face
Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm
I'll be there in minutes
Uptown at St. Nick
I'm quick
I tell my mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' then the two nines out the flo'
through South, yo, we takin' niggas war
on the run
Always running for cover its necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
with the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you be found
Number whatever on missing
Any minute them niggas gon' blast of my squads gats bursting
I through the bridge
In my fat land with my two nines and my
second from the spot
I the street from the parking lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing in a phone booth
Niggas on the
Spiff is in the range
The change
Lord's in the forerunner with machine guns, big
Now we to have mad fun
Me and the whole meet up,
shit about to heat up
Went the entire street up
Blast from the car
My enemies 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, rinse my whole clip up in his
As my squad hold they post
We waiting for them to pass through
Carefully the way we put it on their whole crew
Aeiyo, Bust me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
in and blood out
We all out, bullets 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 Mercy dumped on a nigga
his whole shit, his whole crew busting
Shit ain't going according to
Goddamn, my jam
Nigga standing behind me
I I'm caught up on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my to keep
Dis about to fry my head
My burst into a rage
Spliff this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three niggas already the two we leaving bloody
So much drama over this money
The way this situation end it wasn't even
Trying to rob nigga because I was fucking hungry
But if you try to test let's blast a nigga in a
Me and my squad and left the fucking scene ugly

[Anthony Hamilton & The Chosen
Things we be for money
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you start to live it funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't for tomorrow
we be doin' 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 for money
Livin' in the when you're hungry
The way you start to live it funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for