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(feat. 50/50 Twin) |
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Boys in the hood 'bout making that pay |
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Stay underground (on the grind) every day all day |
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They don't say much but they mean what they say |
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What they mind on the money and the game don't play |
| [50/50 Twin] |
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When the base going down better protect ya neck |
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Boys steady dripping when they gone off the wet, cuz |
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Ya better swallow ya project |
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They have you scared to throw up ya hood on ya own set, cuz |
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I'm talking bout those boys running from cops |
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They don't run they mouth, they too busy running they block |
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Ya better be fast thinking you can run from a glock |
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Snap, crackle, pop soon as you run up you get dropped |
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I know boys with out guns that'll still come jack you |
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Have you running from your car before they even attack you |
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If you scared you better not show it at all |
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Put a mug upon ya face like you ready to brawl |
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I know boys that's unemployed still working that work, patna (partner) |
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Curiosity will get boys hurt |
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You didn't see nothing, you didn't hear nothing, you don't know nothing |
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Spill ya beans they ready to blow something |
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[Chorus] |
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Oh no |
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When the lights off on the block |
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Don't go |
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Boys on the corner with glocks |
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Don't go |
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When ya hear shots in the parking lot |
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Don't go |
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It's about to go down |
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U ALREADY KNOW |
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[x2] |
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[Chamillionaire] |
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It's Koopa |
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Listen, here lizard, lizard, lizard |
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Say ya cocking and popping it |
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Say that ya glock a get |
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Unloaded leaving wet and suck in wash it get |
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Some nigga loading eject bullets like floppy disc |
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Some niggas talk like they will but they the opposite |
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Thugs and thieve with a dozen keys |
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Serve quarterpounders that don't come with cheese |
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Hustles breath with love with g's |
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And know they telling lies when they see the judge and plead |
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You honor it wasn't me he get lock |
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And as soon as ya boy get hot |
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He start right where he stopped |
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Can't go on the block with a knot in ya sock and don't glock |
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Without making by way to getting got or get shot |
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Oh no |
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If ya scared to represent ya ghetto |
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Then don't throw |
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Up ya hood at all you ain't raw |
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Its going' show |
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We don't recognize real heated right |
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Just a little advice for the niggas living that life |
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[Chorus] |
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Oh no |
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When the lights off on the block |
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Don't go |
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Boys on the corner with glocks |
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Don't go |
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When ya hear shots in the parking lot |
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Don't go |
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It's about to go down |
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U ALREADY KNOW |
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[x2] |
| [50/50 Twin] |
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I eat and sleep and shit and pour gin |
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My block be hotter than some muthafuckin pork skins |
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Ignore twin cause I be having attitudes |
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Ain't no such thing as gratitude on my avenue |
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Attitude adjustment we all need |
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I pray to lord two inch starters will in me |
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Come from the heart that's why boys are feeling me |
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I den whipped up soft and brought back some orgies |
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This is for my niggas in the jail, my niggas on probation |
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Knowing if they violate what kind of time they face |
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Hustling anyway minimum wage ain't nathin |
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You want cash right now, huh, fuck being patient |
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Live life every day like it's yo last day |
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Smoke some weed; dump your problems in the ashtray |
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On Sunday shine yo glass like cascade |
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Fuck moving slow, hop in the fast lane |
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[Chorus] |
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Oh no |
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When the lights off on the block |
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Don't go |
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Boys on the corner with glocks |
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Don't go |
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When ya hear shots in the parking lot |
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Don't go |
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It's about to go down |
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U ALREADY KNOW |
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[x2] |
