| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| I told em «line up boys and put the ladders in the street»
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| And it gon be a homicide, somebody got to bleed
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| That chopper hit him 20 times, put that boy up on a tee
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| Now RIP, last nigga that played got his pussy ass sprayed
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| Now he stiffer than a stone, bones chilling in the grave
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| Hey, I’m lighting Philly when I blaze
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| Bullets smack him in his head, had blood dripping through his waist
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| I’m a North sider rapper, South sider rider
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| My niggas move for me, but ain’t nothing like my chopper
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| Where they at? |
| Right there, pull up when we spot em
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| See them niggas running, if he trip I know I got him
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| I’m riding for my niggas that’s down for me
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| And when I die, nigga don’t cry, just bust your pound for me
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| Yea, like open bar boy, you give em round for free
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| If they ain’t riding, get em round for me
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street
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| I’m like, same niggas used to be speaking, now they grilling
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| Osama asked me what it’s hitting for, I’m like kill em
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| Fuck em, shoot em in they face, make em suffer
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| We smoke em, then we joke about them pussy motherfuckers
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| Strapped up, I’m never sleeping
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| I’m on point, and better him than better me
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| Memory, forever sleep, an enemy, can never be
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| A threat to me, a stress to me, if he ain’t got the breath to breathe
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| All we know is murder homicide
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| Kill him on his doorstep and really make his mama cry
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| Leave her traumatized, let them holler fly
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| Rock a baby boy to sleep, that chopper singing lullabies
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| If it ain’t about a murder I ain’t heard of it
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| We don’t do the hospitals, we do funeral services
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| And gymnastics get a nigga’s casket dirty
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| In other words we laying niggas out, you heard me
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street
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| I said my niggas gon ride if there’s drama about me
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| It ain’t about a murder than it ain’t about no beef
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| Cause all we know is homicide, nigga I’m a G
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| And if them pussys looking for me they can find me in the street |