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[Jim
Got this problem with these niggaz on the side of town
Plus my little homey he's a rider now
So you know he want some off top he ridin down
With them automatic weapons, load and in the pound (bang bang)
devestated, prayin that they let him make it
Heard it 'bout the incident, it's crazy how he got faded (it's fucked up)
But it's better places, G's call it heaven's
Pray the Lord open up, they told me how gated (let a thug in)
Certified,
Murder never hesitated, I it was premeditated (who told you that)
And my hood segregated
World's so small, but my whole ghetto dedicated (Eastside, Westside)
We was young, cannons
Shoot cannons, point aim, day, wherever you standin (fuck that do it now)
We our life as a G
Day and, night with the heat, dice on the street
Now on

4X: Jim Jones]
Do doves fly, when thugs
Here's a story 'bout the and tribulations of this thug life

Jones]
Now, play the game, the code, say no names
Fast life ain't no game, R.I.P. Main
He was large in the game, slingin
Shiny rings, diamond chains, he's a in my hood (he was ?)
All the cars, V12 by the
Had the jets, had the strip, had the power, he was livin that
New whips every hour, a shame, in my hood
He'll be like the Towers in the midst of the prowess
Not to put his business out (uh-huh)
But the kid'll make you think Po Rich was out here (like '86)
And in these stories it mainly contain the
About the young and the restless like main {?}

[Jim
We and chill, each night we would chill
number, fifty-{?}-seven, movin white for them bills
Stashin open for it stales, I tried to tell you
That my life is so real, they dog me in and bring me home
the city on my own crime raid (N.Y.C.)
Invadin clubs, with brazy (tell 'em)
Tell Peter Geisha what's up, back to the saga, Light got killed
It's like one of my life is killed, for real
And Chills turned state fed, couldn't with a state bed
But snitchin breaks the code, gotta lie in made bed (you know the rules)
No homey, you gotta follow them codes
You get a thousand of die in that hole (G's up)