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  • Yo, release whats in me
  • Besides the henny, its eyes thats seen plenty
  • Fiends get skinny as if queens was a craig jenny
  • Instead of diet plans its crack 200 grams
  • I pump a g-pack, peeping for where the ds at
  • Its slow, lookin for rambo, the cop who got grazed
  • Back in the days, chasin niggaz through my project maze
  • That cop he got a death wish
  • He run behind niggaz until you breathless
  • Everyday he makin ten arrests, sheeit
  • My nigga check this, I know the ***** he rest with
  • I even blessed it, forty-dash-ten inspect it
  • (already checked it dunn, near his ankle you could see his gun)
  • Peep, he parked his jeep in the back of the slum
  • To check tanisha, fat ass real fly, with the blonde caesar
  • Vetacini summer gear, she push the two-seater
  • I heard she brag about the way he eat her
  • A irish man short slim with a tan, they say he laced her cheeba
  • She do be lookin weaker, now her teeth are foul
  • Speakin loud, peep her style, in and out of every reefer cloud
  • Fat ass dissolvin, like cotton candy in a mouth thats starvin
  • Rock the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron
  • I heard she let jake investigate from her window
  • Cause shes a nympho, suckin dick and coughin up info
  • So now its set up, her and the beast to get wet up
  • I know he vest up, we blazin from the neck up
  • (yo let me knock first) soon as he open it your glock burst
  • They had the chains on, son hit the lock first
  • We busted in the cop jerked
  • Jungle popped one in his shirt
  • I grabbed the ***** by her tits, she tried to say she earth
  • We saw the cameras, tape recorders, and the monitors
  • They eyein us (nas yo he survived one from the fo-five)
  • Pull his shades down, they seen his last days now
  • Theres no way now, we can be treated just like a slave now
  • Two in the dome, hes laid down, aiyyo the ***** is saved now
  • Shes living in a snitch grave now
  • Chorus: nas
  • Shootouts is similar to wild west
  • Broad daylight, face to face without a vest
  • You know the episodes, thugs camouflage the spectacles
  • Please God to save the life that the devil sold
  • See +it was written+ but was never told
  • Peep the jewels black man, its even better than gold
  • Niggaz roll with iron, police roll in hot pursuit
  • Tryin to stop the loot, ***** jake, ***** and shoot
  • [nas]
  • Still on the streets with my peeps so deep
  • We threw a block party for my man goin up creek
  • To do his two to four, niggaz show love, from all around the board
  • Peace lord, sony handi-cam on record
  • Pop a bottle, cause when you come home we still got it sewn
  • We can watch the tape play back and just zone
  • Film all the *****es, on the benches with ill extensions
  • We block the streets off, only crew cars can enter
  • Music was loud and it was crowded
  • Barbecued wings we fed the fiends (gamble in the back) killa shouted
  • And frank tried to stop the bank loss, about what a roley cost
  • Guzzled his drink, and staggered off
  • Hes a big will, used to slang krill, now he own the hill
  • Couldnt take losin his cash, and I could feel
  • Somethin in the air yeah, frank returned with pierre
  • A gun slinger, who niggaz hadnt seen in a year
  • I usually be holdin - specially this type of weekend
  • And everyone except for me had started reachin
  • They had gats in each others faces, with kids
  • And grandmothers around, franks only concern was his paper
  • My man killa let off, half of them fake niggaz jet off
  • Police blitz quick, waitin for that to set off
  • Runnin the static, it got me mad cause they a bunch of faggots
  • Startin shit in my hood, I cant have it
  • Yo high, get the 40-cali stainless, jake is still out
  • Lets make it real and still make them niggaz famous
  • Dip behind trees in fatigues and squeeze, dodge and weave
  • Hearin jake retaliatin, and wiz was up the alley waitin
  • We breeze, jump in the ride, heard pierre died
  • Internal bleedin inside, and aint been back since ninety-five
  • Chorus

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