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[Chorus:
Screens falling the sky
swing in all those
Lil' throwed
We side, for life
Candy on my '4, I'm so

[Verse 1:
It good givin back to the hood
I'm to make up for all the dope I cook
And for all the fiends I woop
Remember my first I almost shot my foot
by crackheads, I would wonder?
Will a nigga make it out this gutter?
would come, all of us would run
There was nine of us, they couldnt one
Good old days, I wont
While I write on laptop in this jet
With the Records President
And they say I do
I'm the first
no love and aint no peace, bro
My 12 gauge shotty make
Your chest like a pizza
I do, I'm a goddamn fool
I'm puttin strip dancers all through school

[Verse 2:
And you can find me in a lot
a drop, hop in the X5
my, SUV, yes ma
Next I pull up and
Some of that old crazy
I will down my windows and got
Seven for the radius
Maybe its the attention I'm gettin
When spinnin, or maybe
It's the liqour that I'm
And got me like
I cant be taken
I been poppin pills
So you aint like me
I might llello
Put you on my
Supply a bird
But you dont move it I say so
Make you dont take
No money out under me
Cause I'm the type of
Thats gonna run up in your
Dont trust me, I never sober
Usually I'm gone off for
Pink or soda
You move over
I'm not far from
Los and Coast's the
But that diet aint no stoppin him

[Verse 3:
I dont a fuck, 'cause
We some hustlaz, we once was
Now I once blood, on my six
Thats somethin a bitch'll do
bet you squat down everytime
Everytime you out brew
Tomahawk, show these niggas tattoo
While we bang screw, Erykah
Knock knock, pop trunk on the
How the fuck you gon' act like you hard?
Once again, S-P Man, true
Fuck bitch, show me what to do nigga
Representer, bow you enter
Theres a reward for a man can find my temper
Sick and of you jealous-ass bitches
Send you to hell and you can call me long
Dont't run your mouth homeboy, you deep enough
Get on phone and go and call some more people up