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How you feel about, coming home with a, nigga for the If you nervous, hit the lights, I we only fucking out of spite Cause man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so good Then I hit you with the 9 a.m. in who you like, baby, who you like
Machine gun for all my niggas in the back packed, just glad to see the city on the map I gave the city life, it ain't about who did it first about who did it right, niggas looking like "Preach" Open cases on me for a a million each I find knowing that it's harder in the streets I know, I didn't have to grow there I would only go cause there's niggas that I know there I don't know what's into me I like the rush when you see your enemy somewhere in the club And you realize he just not in a position to your energy You ain't ever worried cause he's not who he to be People Mazin who was a best friend to me Start to a distant memory Things change in that life and this life lacking synergy And fucking with me mentally, I it's meant to be Paranoid, always with my mothafuckin' boys But you gotta understand it's yours They don't leave your ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man
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