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Yea,
Dem fi know,
Yo Craig... Weh Yuh deh
do this, let's get it,
For real,
Yeah! Da River, Warminister... I got ya,
Ha ha,
Kingston, Jamaica... do this,
Uh!

1

Fresh out da building, off da corner,
in da streets, you can crown me if you wanna,
Uh!
I'm da homie,
40 karats on da charm, I homie,
Where you been
In da streets all day tryin to get gwap,
To da streets I pray trying to duck shots,

(I'm maintaining dawg, Cry Nation all day... do this, uh.)

Me and my hungry,
Ain't in this world like new money,
So where da at?
to sink that,

(Real homie... let's do this, uh.)

It's like to kill a man,
Niggaz get murdered for white shit, ten kilograms,
I cry tears at and I'm still a man,
pounds guerilla man,
Yea, uh!
Niggaz vision, niggaz lackin trust,
Niggaz lackin hope, heart wit lust,
What's I don't know nigga! Cry Nation, that's us,
Yea,
I put my heart on da line so my could ride,
I never thought that niggaz die,
G4 in da sky,
da angels that niggaz could fly,
Getting off corner, gotta say goodbye,
And I'm,

(Yea! Warminister, do this.)

I'm back in da building, to die,
26 on that whip, to ride,
in my heart, blood in my eyes,
Pussy get pushed to da side,
Let dem die,
Yea!
I got my on,
got my Hummer chromed,
Lifestyle got da stones,
I got a at home,
I her ms patron,
High as a motherfucka, can't that bitch alone,
I got paper to burn cuz I'm a nigga,
wit Kay then you gon die nigga,
Let da 4,5 hit ya,
Throwin dirt on my picture cuz I don't wit ya,
Uh!
Look at rocs that I got,
There's on da block,
Fake get clapped,
crews get back,
G's gon ball,
On da way to da top, real G's fall,
Got for y'all,
Kay be on it,
Y'all want it wit da young black hornet,
On his way to stardom,
Makin in Queens, stackin chips in Harlem,
My so blue and my wrist orange,
And we ballin,
still callin,
Hennessey in da cup, yellow pourin,
Rest in peace Terry, some criss for him,
I you nigga and this shit's boring,
I got you in my homie,
Give ya anything they want homie,
You my nigga da start homie,
And I got ya!

Yea, uh!
Da River, Warminister, Jamaica,
Yeah! how we do it,
Fo real... Queens, New York!
Yea, got this... we here,
Cry Nation, yea!
Zala, Craig... It's all good, I'm here,
Cry Nation!
Ikay! That's my niggaz,
Get to it,
Ha ha ha.