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(Awww man, Nit Lo
yeaa
ruff town
I told
I got you man)

(Verse): Nit Lo
I love these streets and going hard beats
bag fulla guns moving in a G wa son
Peep how I murder the game the 40 cal you lames
change up like the weather, under pressure never
Comfortable in my a good mix like juice and gin
I can't lose I'ma win yall to be killers
We at the round planning your death over dinner
Nit lo is a patron sipper, mad n*gga
You talking bout that cash then I'm all in
B*tches f*ck me, homies grip up me
I'ma warn ya if you looking for me I be on the
Right next to Jolie's rest in peace jolie
Wish you did what I did when OGs tried to me
But your pops holding it down, we up in town
gripping the gun, its nit lo....one!

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Since I been on that ishhh
I've been sitting back stacking brickstack chips
In the they heard of them brickstack hits
And how I be making all of them quick fast

(Verse 2): Fetti
I'm bout that man, haters be hating man
So go head and get a I slipped and fell
But I'm so (word) homie its a wrap
You want the bloody war heres the beast from raw
You see my claws or that forty four
Bull dog off, don't get crossed
By that switch blade, you fish
So I guess you was the worm, one of confirm
That you was a germ, and infant born from rotten
I watched and learned sat back and blew trees till my eyes
Plus I heard from a little birdie, that f*ckers really wanna test me
Then shots gonna fire...I thought I told you clowns don't be around
Now its murder, death I ain't playing around I bet I'm laying you down f*ckers

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(Verse 3): Will
(mark will....I my blocks back, know what I mean, I need my corners)
I it fore this is a lifetime of pain
Oozing these verses thats why my vocals strain
from the soil concrete rough terrain
Was standing next to rick I him get splattered brains
But when it comes to focus its hard to
Dealing with killers who have no remorse of shame
times I neal and ask god to forgive my sins
But its hard when you selling drugs in a 6 benz
Sleep is the cousin of death, envy's the brother of
So I keep them both close and let the spray
My where in the slums be unknown
Cause broke make some of the softest cats
violent prone
Living close to (*****)
I thank eric b for giving me hope he was the first president
Came in the door, on the the four in the crib with pepsi
Cutting up that white raw, in the mean time in between time
I was heavy on the pushing slabs of dimes
All of my real from the five and the K
Pushing grams of please stay out the cops way
And I ain't gotta name no names that real how ya boy
Kept a job and pushed on the low
Never floss for show and suppress all the
It don't you a criminal when you wearing a hoodie
I don't hold a grudge but how he get an assault a gun charge
Moms an attorney his pops is a huh!!
The bigger the cap the the peeling
your dome like a retractable roof, drop your ceiling
You like me and I don't like you
Now that we got that out the way, the feeling is
Respect close to real you don't care about the
Put up a like you tryna get rid of all the guns, nah homie
I'm to raise the bar homie, cause this time yall done went to far homie
Its gun play the fights cause the realest cats cry at night
When C.O say lights out
I'm not a lifer but I had felony thoughts on how to get this
And stay the hell up out of court, its a sport with true to G's
We ride for it by any means we side to ride G