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Intro: man

Spark that up
And fly
Oh my
ohhhh
Ahhhh
heyyy

Verse one: fingaz

I'm a
A dick in the dirt is I'm holding
Sporting mad polo but only if stolen
I got no morals my is in the gutter
Kid I'll open up face with my orange box cutter
Soak you when you least it
I met russel I only had a jail record
Plus ever hurt me when I was at home
evil streets got a mind of their own
My pops left me for dead with just the on my back
I up selling crack
And learning to drive a car
I got street and I use intuition
I can spot an undercover my x-ray vision
And if anybody test me out
They gonna make me them and throw away my carear
I'm my first born, her last bad seed

Verse two: fredro star a.k.a.

Its all about the caper
The cocaine, and acres
For the ah
the green paper
Me and my crew in the zone of the twilight
The news
When the next shit go right
Its so it's blazing
A nigga hayz in
Got 'em for a runner
Then the thickens
On point like rod
Clocks
Makes the hardest niggas stop ticking
Hitting they
And murdering and expert
ya tracks
And conceal that shit

method man

This is for the gun
bringers
This is for the slingers
Bell
This is for the
And everyday
And all my hood hustlers who where we headin'

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Verse sonsee

Its all the $50,000 cars
Dice and ice chains
We out of the average price range
Rings and mixed with henny
Chicks fendi sucking disk in the infinity
nigga had mad deco
Fucking petro the nickel blow
All you was the gun echo
On a nbight I get my head right
Running red no headlights
Pumping buddah in a black
out mac 10's
Its just the smell of cigarettes
Broke with assed out
2 puffs and passed out
Woke him up with 21 of penicillin
him up
I thought it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you
Aye yo jb hit me one

Verse four: man

Its the blaze that be
Not many shots can do that ass
to the muzak we rolling
Watch out for the that be holding
fucking up your colon
Of it's tical
assault
We can walk these dogs through all 5 of new york
Some
While individuals walk
In my square tryin' to hide
lies in my ears
Got me questioning my
That be show and prove they don't here
I be the chef in hells
Pop in the and hit the dj if the records skipping
My gotta keep me at arms distance
I know myself onion head niggas listen
I the what
Got no time for that wiz
I'm about to in 5 seconds
The clocks ticking consider another mission
as he gets hostile
Uncut up your nostril
We
Come on another if you dare
The reason why so raw cause it's real
I swear by the hairs on my chin chiggy
To the day I die I represent the niggas
The who can't afford tommy hillfigger
The down and dirty johnny niggas

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