| That’s right baby, DJ Suss One
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| I’m here with my nigga Uncle Murda
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| Shout out to the whole east New York
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| Shout out to the whole GMG
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| Summertime Shootouts, let’s go!
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| My niggas will shoot you
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| My niggas will rob you
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| My niggas will cut you
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| You know how my squad do
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| My niggas is loco, my niggas is grimy
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| GMG we’re on your wifey.
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| Son I got a dope spot, and I got a crack spot
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| Ever since I’ve been letting my gat pop
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| So you wanna be a gangsta? |
| son I got the recipe
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| You can’t roll with me, if you ain’t got no felonies
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| This is for them bloods and the crips who gettin' money
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| All you broke gang members stay fuck away from me
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| I ain’t about that beef shit if it about no bread
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| Before I fuck a groupie they gotta give me head
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| They be on they knees tellin' me how much they like me
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| You used to be a stripper, oh you can’t be my wifey
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| I be tellin' that they the best
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| So they can put the order to it when we havin' sex
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| When I’m in the hood you know the hammers on deck
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| 50 side macs, 32 side tecs
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| Give me, niggas can’t roll with us if they only got misdemeanors
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| My niggas will shoot you
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| My niggas will rob you
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| My niggas will cut you
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| You know how my squad do
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| My niggas is loco, my niggas is grimy
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| GMG we’re on your wifey. |