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Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga the nine and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

talk, the INC about to run New York
'Cause there's no real niggaz left to hold the
Who gon' us of, 'cause you don't read newspaper's nigga
Lt. Ja tell it, that's inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax evade and drug
Backed by grit, you can't be serious
We just niggaz getting money, all the bitches
And and death between a matter of inches

You
That fo' four handle his business
Like capital game, reload and hit them interest
Damn, what so gangsta these niggaz
Now I got the full niggaz, led
them dead over prayers, or head
'Cause we done fucking these bitches
And you they talk, and the pillows be my witness
My forgiveness, niggaz be this stupid
gun talk, niggaz better get used to it

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the and
fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you like the way it's going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's than one that got the gold, grab the calico

Yeah, I care if you're a criminal or a cop, shoot or get shot
I'm raised by the plot, of the hater
The gauge and the glock, and I keep a
I ain't afraid if it pop, the gauge a gun
murder one, sleep with the fishes
Tasting red rum, and corrupted
Nothing to fuck with, straight out of the
With no

Our role models is forced the hollows
Fuck sloths the swallow the fifth a
The witness and the polla, weed twisting
up the clip's and flip the corner
They Morner, be mourners gunner
We gangster, gangster point and ya'
Thank ya', niggaz me in the mood
To eat a nigga food, I murder with real

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga the nine and
Well fake niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal
Well if you don't like the way it's going down, grip the pounding
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

The nine the cal the of coke, niggaz
The weed the dope the E' the coke,
The is mine, that's all I know
I've doing this since 9 6, the oldies know
tough load, the 3 8 o's, I let my hoe's hold
Keep it in them working, in I'm legal searching
They got god, and trust the gun
Ask for forgiveness and send niggaz up

Fucking stick niggaz up, these niggaz touch
all about violence, real niggaz is silenced
And know these niggaz guns got low mileage
Got ducked taped, all tied up in their
I'll make you watch while I the spouse
This ain't business, it's personal, gun
When I holla you're the to know
How many hoes, and how much blood has been of

Well bitch niggaz get you of the grind, nigga grab the and
Well niggaz try to cop the style, cop the 40 cal then
Well if you don't like the way going down, nigga grip the pounding
And if there's more one that got the gold, grab the calico

INC
We riding here