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[Jim
Got this problem with these on the other side of town
my little homey Pop-la-di he's a rider now
So you know he want answers off top he ridin down
With them automatic weapons, load and fire in the (bang bang)
Hood devestated, prayin they let him make it
it 'bout the incident, it's crazy how he just got faded (it's fucked up)
But it's places, G's call it heaven's Matrix
the Lord open up, they told me how heaven's gated (let a thug in)
Certified,
Murder never hesitated, I heard it was (who told you that)
And my whole segregated
Harlem so small, but my whole ghetto dedicated (Eastside, Westside)
We was young, loose
Shoot cannons, point aim, broad day, wherever you (fuck that do it now)
We live our as a G
Day and, night with the heat, rollin dice on the
Now on

[Chorus 4X: Jim
Do doves fly, thugs cry?
a story 'bout the trials and tribulations of this thug life

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

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