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Roll call again baby...
I'm in the, back in the, back in the building
Santana, Aye, Dipset bitch
I all my soldiers and my block, man to stand up for me
It's that time, ya know

My hood, my city, my
Whatever you wanna call it nigga, I
My town, my color, my
Whatever you call it nigga, I rock
My state, my strip, my ave
you wanna call it nigga, I'm bad
My building, my porch, my
Whatever you wanna it nigga

1-Juelz Santana]
Straight for paper, chaser
Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta,
I know my is a crazy zoo, but it got me crazy glued (stuck)
I got to these moves, so I hustle the hardest (drugs)
I got no team, just a connect and a couple of
I keep my niggas, my street niggas (yup)
I keep my cheese niggas, my niggas (yup)
I keep my beef niggas, my niggas (yup)
And I keep my weed niggas, my weed
Keep business, businees, keep pleasure,

And I mix it, ever, ever
Yeah, the of the street, eyes open, don't sleep
Whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop...there go the
That's why you catch me through dolo
Moving through solo, steel weapon, reppin'...

[Verse Rell]
Niggas always bodies in the hood (yup)
Stay up a party in the hood (Uhn Hunh)
Mafia ties, I'm Gotti in the hood
Tear the hoopti or the Mazaratti through the hood
Remember when we to play karate in the hood
Now my rims look ninja stars, nigga I been a star
I when I didn't have shit to borrow
Now I could you a couple of clips
You homie, you could eat a couple of clips
Come through my strip, you niggas G'd up
'cause, we slingers, bangers, eastside
And it come to squalie, we strangers
Plus, I keep my thug niggas, my thug
I keep my blood niggas, my niggas
Spend it all, I aint no ass nigga
I'm always gonna ride, 'cause weeks ave nigga (yup)

[Verse Santana]
I represent to the fullest (Oh yeah)
I the grind to the fullest (Oh yeah)
I represent time, bar time, hard times (yeah)
Hard times to the fullest(oh
We need to have a man march again (yeah)
We to have a million man march up in, the White House
a million man arguement, like Bush why a million man starving in
My city, my town, my hood, whatever you wanna call it nigga good
We ridahs, we rollers, we survivors, we
We don't crack under pressure, we relax pressure
Most of all we don't rat under
We bang and we pitch this crack the cops shut us down...??????