| What they want god?
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| Niggaz know the deal here
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| It’s real… yea
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| I was told «get money», stack what I can
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| Born In the Vile, a nigga never ran
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| Seen niggaz get cut, shot, stabbed up and kidnapped
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| Ran over, double crossed, killed for a stack of green one’s
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| Now I live life, do or die, Marcy, son, evrybody trying to survive
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| Maintain yo strip, cokaine this shit
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| We ain’t leavin till we drain this shit
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| Playin this shit, street life, but most of y’all hate Bleek right?
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| I’m supposed to keep heat right?
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| So you can haul the heat right, who really give a fuck though
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| I grew up amongst cut-throats, nigga, we all want dough
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| It’s a all out thing, drugz produce cream, gunz produce human beingz
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| Nigga what you think? |
| I got one, stop one, Naw
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| Drop one, can’t stop one, I’m here till the copz come
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| By my area code, you know I’m able to roll
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| I’m a Brook-Nam nigga, we lock and load
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| Dodge y’all, my hungry niggaz spot y’all
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| Ready to bury niggaz wit 50 shots y’all
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| You hot god
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| Stop y’all, from poppin y’all lil nickels to morocan zones
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| I’m making somebody cripple
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| The strip’s the issue and my dogz will siC you
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| While yo body bag flow, the body bag’s full
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| I twist Kelly over backboard, ready to puish the Caddy on the curb
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| And smack dudes, I’m wit O. G cars, flip Oz’s huh?
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| Don’t sleep huh
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| I’m tryin to eat huh
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| Real to the heart, you real?
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| We can start a lil somethin togetha, start frontin togetha
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| Get this money right, muthafuck, hater niggaz
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| Shots to them traitor niggaz, and fake niggaz
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| Yo, muthafuckazz…
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| Yo Dead or alive
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| I’m forced to put the metal to guyz
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| Raise my right under oath, I ain’t tellin no lies
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| I’m wanted alive, last nigga try to survive
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| Blast niggaz, you can ask niggaz how to get by Stay rollin alive, brand choclates huh
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| Gunz so big, by time you see the spark, you die
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| Niggaz ordered a spy, won’t stop till we all in the sky
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| Or get caught bustin down the pie
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| Crack a bottle for niggaz who ain’t here or doin time
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| In the box, gettin stops, burnt blocks for dimes
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| All my niggaz sittin, tented wit .9mm's
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| Been doin or still in it wit crimes, Fuck the innocent kind
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| I ain’t repentin till I die, gettin head is my aliby
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| I wasn’t there when niggaz blazed and that coward died
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| I’ll make a stiff make you niggaz raise up, blaze up Yo last days is up, Mufuckazzz…
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| If you got money, everybody wants some
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| If you got a dope flow, everybody wants some
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| Yo drug game is tight, everybody wants some
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| When a nigga get right, everybody wants some
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| Muthafuckaz…
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| Faggot ass niggaz always want some when
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| A nigga get some Get yo own u bastardz
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| My clique gon forever shine for Nine-Nine
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| Past three like the year, want it?
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| Get it nigga… |