Bowww bowwww booom!
I heard your boys was talking shit on the net you a bitch, (that's wack) if one of em was your man's I scream it's poles up I told my gangdem we demand some get back, we always outside on our block but you a (pussy) (like) your team is always lacking (like) just come inside our park (like graah) come snatch your lick (back) we firing rockets we not with the chit chat, I'm really on the set steady posted up with a big mac, and I'm vicious (brrrr) so if my gang play me I'm not willing, to give them drugs, guap, racks and some missions, they gotta brake, they way out in the prisons (what you got?) A brief tank shooting flames no I will not stop till they listen me and my brothers came home I found out on of them was snitchin,
The streets is dirty but I'm right up on it because I want the bane, these boy, only do it for the fame I'm braking out the prisons cause nobody else won't hear my name, a young dumb boy moving threw like I could make it rain,
(it goes like!), my man's just be yourself no switching sides I ride, 5 poles deep in the ride, the devil shivering the coldest lie, buy hella guns, we still gonna shine, my gang is really blowing up (ebk) now put some ice around my neck, the new york city knew I never left im not surrendering my set the place that I grew up (what), the guns and drugs the gangs do not confess, (like) if they want you dead yout fucking dead (seventeen shots all through his chest), graaah, we know the streets is a hot mess end up in jail ducking Feds or tell your story you got left, or my route I got got up and counted bread, the border of the earth a simply civilised threat, amplified my eyes are on the prize let's put shit to the test, up late sipping drink, and slumping opps them crawling to death 100 shots might be the sign that when I came back the whole industry was seeing red,
streets is dirty but I'm right up on it because I want the bane, these boys only do it for the fame I'm braking out the prisons cause nobody else won't hear my name, a young dumb boy moving threw like I could make it rain,
a young boy, making it rain toting beruttas or nothing better still grip the gun until I strain, violins black mafias straight up music right to my brain a maniac killer won't take a pleadge to say my name, (keep going), now man that's because I'm something like a reaper and my chick is terminators breacher, the number one she pulls that grip and dumb ass boy start to seizure, I know I'm checking in with my gang just hand me my dimeena, fire sticking to body I always have to have that heat tucked, rolling stones breaking bones it's only if your getting in my way in the night I'm watching over opps that's fifty shades of Grey,
streets is dirty but I'm right up on it because I want the bane, these boys only do it for the fame I'm braking out the prisons cause nobody else won't hear my name, a young dumb boy moving threw like I could make it rain
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