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

See I was in the slums
But niggas tote distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but they scared to
Leavin' they in danger just to play in the sun

Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin'
Like droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the
Ain't give my life to that 'cause over and out
how it is when you exposed 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 niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey)

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

The of my first murda
no remorse and no feelin's
Hell, cuz I ain't know this nigga
The shit was deep I couldn't let it go
While I was shootin' 'bout my
Fruitin' my dough, bitch
I bust his ass like the last

Went in with them stunnas, came out with cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You went in bad choppas
I still got 'em, that nigga begged for his life but I shot him
I let him bitch, this 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 Murph and them
dropped the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin' them
I take 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 corner was pumpin' and
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a thang and a whole buncha new killas
Money, money,
Every time, I'll say it every time
Betta us murderers

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

The boy he gettin' paid, jumpin' out
Squeezin' AK's, on the ground lay
That's how we do this shit in
bee's, snappin' pictures plottin' killin' me
Them my dogg, hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit, got SK's with extra
Holla "killer head", and make them bitches flip the

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

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 down to with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

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

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