| Cook that shit up Quay
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (swear)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked (tucked)
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (twelve)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous
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| Niggas can’t hang wit us
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| QC we more dangerous (QC)
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| Quick to bang with us
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| Get your brain bust, anything does (brain bust)
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| And I done ran it up
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| You dig what I’m sayin, worth a million bucks (million)
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| Got a Maybach with no ceilings huh (Maybach)
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| Them niggas say I be trending huh (trending)
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| FN come with the kit, the kit
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| Them bitches say I be poppin' shit (poppin')
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| That young nigga gotta be rich as shit
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| That young nigga know he fly as a bitch (Marlo)
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| Ain’t no more drippin', we call it sticky (sticky)
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| When the bitch real bad, I tell 'em lick me (lick me)
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| Got a fifth of D’ussé, it got me tipsy (tipsy)
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| RIP to Marlo, he a motherfuckin' real one (Marlo)
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| When Shawty Lo died they crownin' me king (Lo)
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| I’m Bankhead bound, I’m runnin' everything
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| And a ngiga better not say not a thing (anything)
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| Then shots get fired, let the bell ring (ring)
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| Long live Bowen Home, Silver Street
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| Took my time, not salty
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| Had to get them duck niggas from 'round me
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| And kept them real niggas around me
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (swear)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked (tucked)
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (twelve)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous
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| Stand in front niggas from the west side (west side)
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| West side from where the best die (best die)
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| Lo, Marlo, Q-Ball, prayin'
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| Daryll, damn he was double-oh-seven
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| The old D4L niggas, yeah they taught me real well (taught)
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| I watched Daryll shoot up the block (block)
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| While Steve was steady' duckin' the narcs
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| And Rick Boy got caught by the feds (get him)
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| And Doc was still doin' his bid (Doc)
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| And I ain’t seen Short Neck in some years (years)
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| Make me wanna cry a bucket of tears
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| But fuck it, it is what it is
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| We were born gangster over here (gang)
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| And Danny Boy just beat the feds (Danny Boy)
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| So you know Bankhead is never dead
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| I told Blue to hold his head (Blue)
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| Shit could be worser than it is
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| When I think about Kel, I pop a pill (Kel)
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| I’m shootin' out the window and you grab the wheel
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| Them long nights sittin' on the block (block)
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| And I was still serving in front the law (I swear)
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (swear)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous
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| I remember sittin' right there on the block
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| And I remember nights I couldn’t get right (get right)
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| I remember shit wasn’t addin' up
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| I remember havin' my pistol tucked (tucked)
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| When twelve ride by I ain’t givin' up (twelve)
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| If I draw my pistol better give it up (quick)
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| If you act real gangster then you gettin' busted (fuck)
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| MDC, we more dangerous |