| I run the streets with cold cats, we perks and smoke fats
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| We down like four flats, some call 'em my folks, black
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| Me and my potent crew is tighter than toes in shoes
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| There’s only a chosen few that I might be closer to
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| We share clothes, hoes and never with closed doors
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| On folks disclose 'cause close folks’ll sure roll
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| My potnas will lie for me, take that dive for me
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| My woman’ll cry for me but they kill and die for me
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| We all from the same track, and all used to slang crack
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| We all got game fat and scrilla remain stacked
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| My folks is road dogs like Caine and O-Dog
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| Some others is so-called, friends but go and dog
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| So I shake the fake, with faith, I stay true
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| 'Cause me and my folks that’s close is way cool
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| My folks
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| It’s a family a-
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| It’s a family affair
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| (My folks)
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| It’s a family a-
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| It’s a family affair
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| It’s a family a-
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| It’s a family affair
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| It’s a family a-
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| It’s a family affair
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| Whenever I’m doin' bad, my folks’ll gimme cash
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| Look out for a nigga fast, and man, when it’s time to blast
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| There’s never no compromise whenever the drama flies
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| We makin' some mamas cry, 'cause it’s gon' be homicide
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| So suckas they stay back 'cause they know we stay strapped
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| And man we go way back like Murray’s and wave caps
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| I’ve known 'em for hella years, they just like my relatives
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| And that’s what we tell our kids so this’ll forever live
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| My folks is dedicated, ghetto educated
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| Some people really hate it 'cause they know we can’t be faded
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| We just like the Wu-Tang whenever we do thangs
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| It’s always a crew thang 'cause that’s how the crew swang
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| So if you ain’t knowin' me, my folks is royalty
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| And all that they owin' me is love and loyalty
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| 'Cause we shake the fake with faith and stay true
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| Me and my folks that’s close is way cool
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| My folks
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| My folks
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| My folks
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| It’s a family a-
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| It’s a family affair
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| It’s a family… |