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Yo Black is flashy Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga crack me
He aint the you shoot dice with and win dog
Unless you want to get ass layed out in gilmore
Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and
When they came through they hollored 'What up Conrad?'
niggaz they loved to get gully
Summertime still had on black and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up that's
Them niggaz from Philly of called him an old head
But he an OG remind me of Chaz and Bump low key
Sounded like he know nothing about drama
For this money many men do trauma
Switchy in son, this bitch had the baddest ass
The glass was rolled up on the S-Class
Heard in DC he kept mad in order
Picture this a young gettin it like Rich Porter
Sonny in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock controllin' his block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his changed
His man just got fucking by Salene
Heard he got it in the range Bean popped one in his brain
some-thing took his watch and his chain
Country boys off the hook there and Richmond main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned
Bow down baby singing my wrist blinging What!
I'm waiting on this nigga we lost for two pies
Son he smokin that I can see it in his eyes
Coming up emotions closed
Most buying round looking for wisemen
Benny hopped out the Esculade with a few men from B-More
They sellin heroin in Maryland back to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only meant more
First it was him and his brother now he got a
Went from 5 and a half grams to the dream
City pulled up Goddamn you his format
Bentley is all in the door and floor match
Got the gats out the stash box 2 glocks
Peace "All Eyez on Me"
Everybody know he a he gotta floss
He on the bullshit that sent Gotti up north
Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Nicky Barnes
He but he talk like he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga remind me of Haitian Jack
I his style son I know his stelo, He on the d-low
He smile at mumbling fuck you in Creole
Heard war stories bout how he maneuver the Ruger
Hold the iron horizontally and shots through ya
Few niggaz to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run in wheelchairs now
Banks hopped out this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel, hat
Got out a Black he blew 90 on that
Poppin mad shit like he gonna bulletproof lets go