| Dear Nas
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| what up son it’s Mega
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| I got your letter
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| me and my cousin Oogie here together
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| a yo your man Duke came through
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| you should know the situation cause we dealing with the same crew
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| and you can tell that crabb shorty I’m a hurt her
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| for fucking with them niggas from that crew she know we want to murder
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| a yo that shit about Jerome’s neice is foul
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| she was bringing niggas mad loud when we was locked down
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| put around town the 4 pounds of glocks
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| on the dime block
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| labels are marked now they have they full time lock
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| son fuck the stupidness
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| shorty be trooping it next time you see her hit her off with some loot and shit
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| don’t forget the kicks I already got flicks
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| Big Ice hit bricks from c-76
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| homocide thieves are ready to blitz
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| travelers think
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| string with the grin his razor blade blew six
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| a yo…
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| one love, one life, one mind dreaming
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| son one day I’m leaving
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| one thug showing you love for one reason
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| for all my niggas thats locked down and bleeding (2x)
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| Verse 2:
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| (yo yo)
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| Anyway I heard Black Jay was getting paper
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| tell my nigga Nut his man Bass is here from Jamaica
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| I was holding down a fourth and for a other ton
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| you couldn’t touch a jack unless you had gats or box cutters
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| I seen an ox cutter, so many features
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| niggaz sneaking up and blowing motherfuckers for their sneakers
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| I seen this kid cut police up, for real muney creeped up slid the ills out and blew the beast up yo handcuffs can make a man tough and suffer
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| my rhymes keep your mind stimulated like a la puffer
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| yo this life is type bugged
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| I’m surrounded by dope fiends and thugs
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| but I’m a still maintain my brain frames so…
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| one love, one life, one mind dreaming
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| son one day I’m leaving
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| one thug showing you love for one reason |