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This is how shit goes down in Philly:
Yo keep them gloves on when u loadin up that biscuit/
so when you pop you wont be down in district/
keep a full clip if they play wit ya bread/
imma philly on the strip till im dead/
and yall know i cant compare yall to niggas i rap wit/
cause i flop yall the niggas im back wit/
you know pounds is movin/ got my cash up so my rounds improvin/
went from a 2 to 4 to 8/ i spit the 2 from 4 to 8/
The 215 is where i stay/
from king to lincoln HS is where them glocks play/
on my block is where them glocks spray/
got cash.. my wrist chilly/
plus im representin philly/
to fuck wit us u need to get ya food up... ya cake and ya bread/
u can be dead in the lake wit shots through the head/
im hot in the bed so bitches stay on my line/
but i play wit the 9 since i was 9/
As soon as i wake up.. im grindin the cake up/
rhymin.. shinin tryin to get that cake up/
yall need to wake up and quit sleepin on illadel/
we got AO, AI and we ill as hell/
spit flames on corners from 22nd to Limkel Pike/
Might be young but our rhymes still tight/
im out till next time its 3rdegree flames/
scream at me dogg cause i make 3rDegree change/
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