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What up out there
This be fiend coming at this here here
I brought a couple of my with me
Fiend, mac, slim, kane and abel
A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out with this

What cha mean, mean, about
got some daily clout
Slangin in the south
What we worried about x2

[soulja
(peep this shit) I know you heard about nigga from the 3rd
Raw, then a uncut bird with bad and bad nerves
Serve, dope to a dope fiend get more cream
Than the rest of the
Every that I fuck with gotta be from killas
Fill up in this shit, that was ever smokin, you can catch me
On some shit that have me broken, (cough cough),
I'm so high, I can ride, barely to slug some dealing
No optimos, no keep moving, fuck it, the feeling
Real niggas feel me, I'm bout as real as it get
Son or stranger, no love for that studio
All my little partners gone, be damned if I g-o
But if I do grab my gun shoot like and pull let em know

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[kane &
You I'm from the ghetto, hit the glock
And pop my shots up your block
Red beam, maintain my aim, bullet in your brain
When I stop that motherfucking clock,
Usual suspect, down south niggas bout
Choppin off like a mailman in a corvette
Like the weed when I my tek
is seeking, pump down like bricks, in the trunk of the 626
Is something you cause your boy
Just got flipped, ak with a clip
In the I bust you with the tank,
In the pen I you with the shank
My mind go blank, I'm a smokin dank
All the way to the motherfucking

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Now what mean, niggas on my team
all about the cream
And my enemies, we it to the street
To get the green, knowa
Came with slim, mac and fiend
I scream woah!
In the drop where my nigga
Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet his
I'm young and I'm black, I'm a
So he thinking I'm slanging that baking
You ain't heard about, nigga from that dirty
Where the po-po's
Everybody, everybody that knows what your
Won't your house
at night, nigga freaks come out
Grab your gat that extra clip cause if you catch us slippin
You connect the grip
Shots cut up strip bout a couple of ship
Like the in summertime agent trip
Lets take a trip to the where the niggas
Do the dance on their enemies
And fake niggas to be a, they be them friends of me
Woah, your roll and daddy I'm camoflauged
I'm psycho warden I stay on my guard and bitch I die

x2

What the world know is I'm a hurt
A without a pause
I'm prayin cause, break jaws and all laws
My scars didn't heal, my tatoos reveal
Bout to ride explain a of hostile
The burn feels like almost a step from
spending lives, I barely leave a minute of breath
I'm set, families with teks, release my stress in thier
Wouldn't know I'd be without my God and my vest
Killers, we the fuck all the rest, here hit the cess
Snort, the test
With the the best, cause I open your chest
God bless, I made my way so I can say that
Me too whatever, should have known fiend believe in payback
Do it for haystacks, me, slim, twins, and mac
attack, with the jest to ask, deftly in the act
I that, I'm strange cause I'm with the right change
After consediration, I'm the live range

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