| Modern day productions was the soundtrack to my life
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| I was bumpin that while I was puffin crack up through the knife
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| Cuban link that 15 Yoda, flooded that shit out with ice
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| And put shadow shadows shadow shadows to strike it that’s 2 sides
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| We the ones they callin when they need to spray they blockas
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| I got shooters on the corners, guaranteed they hit the shot
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| G’s it’s shadow work you know we got that far
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| Moving turkeys up til Christmas
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| Reach and call em by the bars, stunt on ya’ll
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| Rolls gold Rollie, presidential
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| 100 racks on me — that’s the beretential
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| Don’t tell the feds though, they got me for a ticket
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| But when I touch it down I’m droppin 50 on the strippers
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| Darkside 3, Lord provide me
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| With a couple lil' niggas
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| That’ll hold it down
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| That’ll bust some rounds yeah, yeah.
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| Darkside 3, Lord provide me
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| With a couple lil' bitches
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| That’ll hold it down
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| They gon' be around and lay down yeah.
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| Yeah, uh.
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| I’m more than obnoxious bitch to the Trayvon rally
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| Hit 'em with Compton shit, she giving me brain in the alley
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| Leave the curtains open on purpose to let a bitch see
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| If she curious I’ll put her on the work to lick be
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| Most of these rappers is actors buyin they entourages
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| Write prescripts to the judge just to duck a few charges
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| Strong force shoots, slinging them pies
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| Try hang me out the job for my criminal ties
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| Uh wettin yay way before I ever made the tape
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| Closed caskets, them ghetto bastards still an open case
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| Crocodile tears, you niggas never bust a gun
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| As long as you picked your last and you give her a son
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| Darkside 3, Lord provide me
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| With a couple lil' niggas
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| That’ll hold it down
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| That’ll bust some rounds yeah, yeah.
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| Darkside 3, Lord provide me
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| With a couple lil' bitches
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| That’ll hold it down
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| They gon' be around and lay down yeah. |