to all my peeps in the penetentiary free eventually spiritually and mentally we had to rep essentially while you was on dissin ground we was holdin fort down shit is so real i m even back and forth to court now we all struggle in the jungle for a bundle awaitin the day til the whole earth crumble it s like a royal rumble in the streets now when cats blaow four pounds see trial nobody be around just the other day my brother kwan got bagged three half ounces three nickel bags in his ass no doubt son shit is on smash we want cash to lamp like my cousin thrash with mad g s in his stash so hold your head dunn and have no fear cause when the drama appear you know the fams ll be there you know the fams ll be there you know the fams ll be there chorus deuce whenever you call i ll be a i ll be a i ll be around whatever you want i ll be a i ll be a i ll be around whatever you need i ll be a i ll be a i ll be around i ll be arowwww owwwwwwww owwwwwwwnd i ll be a i ll be a i ll be around  my twinz already know i m always amped and ready to roll lendin me dough for pampers when it was twenty below that s how i know who to trust that s how i know for who to bust to shoot as many a clan concerned from clue to clutch who the fuck said that color matter your own brother blacker than black ll leave you in the gutter splattered it s automatic now with all the static only a coward or a faggot hides his flowers in the attic i keep em close to shine to blossom try to floss em cried every time i lost one fake niggas come a dime a dozen that s why i m buggin shorties is luggin heavy metal just call me a rebel cause i mma keep reppin for every ghetto for better or worse up in the jetta it hurts i mma keep reppin my niggas til i m dead in the earth i m settin the first if niggas want it we can three pound rock give me a call you know the big pun ll be down chorus all decisions is made we made it past twelveth grade health wealth in the shade whole team is paid even all the green beret s keep shit locked more cheddar than fort knox think not we tryin to own spots yachts cribs by the water blessing my little sons and my future daughter i oughta to everybody that didn t have faith i ll be missing you like biggie for tryin to shit on no fair one s committee from sun up to sundown the glock up to glock down call my name i ll be around you know the fams ll be there chorus 3x 
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