yo fiend what up man you rollin with these legit ballaz right aight well check it out won t you tell these muthafuckaz a lil bit about where you come from fire arms sounds of alarms consistency in bodily harm where i m from that s the norm fiend the lil nigga ain t no man of creaton once we encounter the killin spree we on my defects have g s bet on niggas dollars get they rep on speakin with heat could bring death on nigga i m called the killa cause every time he get it it brought chills lead that s what made em take his ass for real i done survivor he never wrote the name of his drivers and wondered that the man can deprive ya it s there in black ink with millions in dirty green had to think lives depreciated over drinks call me twisted rope burns to the neck was insisted and all his hope turned to i guess should i risk it and that s why the law is laid down you know what i m sayin from fiend to n o to chi twista pimp run it now now to my hustlaz slangin cain i said some survive the game some just get they names in the stories to be told why the young never make it old now to my hustlaz slangin cain i said some survive the game some just get they names in the stories to be told why the young never make it old i live my life drownin in homicide never let the drama slide we killaz quick to let it ride send a nigga beddy by when i let it fly niggas be yappin but they scared to die talkin plenty shit till i cap off with the 45 look into these smoke red eyes feel me starvin feel me shakin up that dope in my apartment and picture me on top of the world and still servin blessin all my shorties with birds to keep em workin as long as my hood is tight my mind is right look at the dope line tonight just doin aight for the nugs y all got paper i got paper so let s find some ass to jug this struggle for power keeps us all up to no good with constant heat we cruise the streets like cops on d s with the itchy sittin dead on the seat for the wicked and weak tryin to get down on what we put down for this grid ound that s why we stand firm with these rid ounds hook never thought that the cries of my people would get louder when chief first came home with that glistenin white powder but it gave us power never thought them packs that had us buyin clothes and pullin hoes would have our new starter jackets filled with bullet holes and who would have ever thought that when we would rock this shit that we would end up gettin our whole block lit by standers got hit up and who would have ever thought that women would be up on silent nights lightin pilot lights i would be crept on my a mask on silent nights now i m wonderin and thinkin how can a man make a sack off his merch flip a new lac with his work end up in the back of hearse then be packed in the dirt flaked over turf can you hear the mack when it sperse he get cracked where it hurts feel the automatic when it jerks comin up in the land where the white and blue dracula s lurk is that what it s worth naw niggas got the chrome and tv s in the whip knowing that the law got his name on the list bet they got a mob and they mob full of tricks you ain t on yo p s you gotta be fuck a sure strategy don t be punked like no lame you just a pawn in the game steady baggin work hittin licks and stackin cain hook
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