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Yo. uh. yo. yo.
I sold a feen a dummy cuz the work was low.
Candle wax out my grandma crib.
I got rich where my grandma live.
Only sixteen. Only six in the morning I served 6 feens. Nigga
And I got school in one hour
Im up in math class high off dumb sour
That was when I used to do the Guccis with the robin jeans on or a pair of nudi's
When the sidekick was popping I was getting booty
Tmail full of bitches and the pics of coochie
I just got up out the county last Saturday
Then I pulled off in the beamer like my license straight
I did a show now you catch us out in California
Woozy off the juice, xanz, and the marijuana
Sippin tech out of kept us cooler
I hit a nigga with a pack and he gone catch and shoot ya
Soak your hoodie with that red shit
My niggas dumbing out and wilding on that ash shit
You know that feeling that you get when you work the shotty
And the kickback strong so it jerk ya body
Might be slugs or the buckshots
I'm on stage selling drugs and trying duck cops
I'm a fuck a nigga bitch nigga
I'm out in Carson blow a pack with my crip niggas
(Hook)
And the story go
They foung him slump
It was murda dat the forty wrote
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And it was niggas that he thought he know
Suppose to be niggas manz but they will off you doe
Word on the block was that shorty told
The feds snatched ol boy and then shorty fold
And his existence was a restitution
Cuz in the hood you know violence be the resolution
When y'all was studying for science I was bagging zips
Right in the stairs of my building nigga double six
Young paranoid nigga thought the phone was tapped
Go to class with forty bags and I was offing dat
I was robbing niggas whip see I was getting dumb?
Held your boots and extort them for a couple bucks?
I done gotten to the point like who could I trust
Like if niggas started shooting is you down to bust
And if the police come will you keep it shut
And if niggas was to do me is you gone heat it up
And if I leave you with some bread will you keep it tucked
Or you gonna run off with my chips and off the scene for months.
Is the shit a nigga think about
Toss a stick grab a fanta watch me sink an ounce
Any second nigga shots could get the ringing out
Youngin'z wetting up the crib trying sink the house
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