| I ain’t really got no jewelry
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| So I pour the lean on ice
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| I just hope that God don’t
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| Take no more of my niggas' life
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| We drownin' so deep in the streets
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| And we waitin' on the lifeguard hope he save us
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| Truck driveway full of cars
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| Like Derrick, we hope the narcs don’t raid us
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| I feel like you 12
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| Lil' Joe gon' step on 'em we call 'em Rugrats
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| The hate right in front of me, with scoliosis I wanted love back
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| The Draco ain’t married, when I see my enemies bullets gon' rang out
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| We gon' treat 'em like slaves, we gon' spin every day 'til they don’t wanna
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| hang out
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| Hope I don’t go broke on bodies but I’m not payin' Dr. Miami
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| She’ll probably do anything to get a nut I hope that lil' hoe don’t rob Sandy
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| (squirrel)
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| Got 9 so the windows tinted
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| Percocets but I’m standin' up in it
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| We gon' get it, yea as long they printed
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| Line it up let Lil' Joe finish
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| Conversations with God, we all human ain’t talkin' to the preacher
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| Don’t be mad Ray Charles, I never get to see my niggas neither
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| Every dream cost, I’m sittin' in the cell dreamin' 'bout the free world
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| Not waitin' on trial, ain’t nothing going well I’m tryin' see Pearl
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| Yea, hood investigation, God in my city they tryin' hit me with that,
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| Gang affiliation
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| Narcs hit the block I ain’t talkin' Kevin but I’ma jump the gates
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| My dawgs they hungry they hope the 7 come, 4 in the tre
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| I took 'em to trial so I really can’t say
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| I ain’t really got no jewelry
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| So I pour the lean on ice
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| I just hope that God don’t
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| Take no more of my niggas' life
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| We drownin' so deep in the streets
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| And we waitin' on the lifeguard hope he save us
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| Truck driveway full of cars
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| Like Derrick, we hope the narcs don’t raid us |