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People got to money
(Gangsta)
Just like
(Just that)
My for murda
(Murda)
pounds of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or of them big things they call shoppas

See I was raised in the
But niggas tote guns and run
Watch out on the one and one the bomb
Niggas about Miami but they scared to come
Leavin' they family in danger just to in the sun

Nigga, we did you done and what you talkin' about
Like droppin' up out of town and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't give my life to that 'cause it's and out
That's how it is when you in the south
See

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The of my first murda
With no and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I ain't even this nigga
The shit was I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' 'bout my
Fruitin' bout my dough,
I bust his ass like the muthafucka

Went in them stunnas, came out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin'
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully fully
You went in bad choppas
I got 'em, that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch, is how I feel 'bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma 'bout to hear him

I'm from the era of the goodfellas, you
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo
I growed up on the turf watchin' Murph and
Murph the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin' them
I this shit back to thirties and vogue
Let's see that's way before them Bama-ass and loaves
That's in the when the ave was jumpin'

Every nigga was money
Every was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole new killas
Money, money,
Every time, goddammit I'll say it time
Betta call us

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy think he paid, jumpin' out
AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do this in Dade
Killer bee's, snappin' pictures killin' me
Them killed my dogg, hell naw it be
Gotta straighten this shit, got SK's extra clips
"killer head", and make them bitches flip the script

Cut it to light, fake the left, rip the right
Them feel my eyes, these down to die tonight
Pull right on the side, raise it up squeeze thang
Went "bang, bang" till their muh'fuckin' brains
I live for this, so damn right I kill for
And when I get that feelin', ain't be no hit or miss

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big on the side of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey, hey)

(Gangsta)
Just that
(Just that)
My recipe for
(Murda)
Couple of brown
(Pounds of brown)
DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of big things they call shoppas