Slackin Doe Is My Major, The Streets Is My Life; Shit Aint Changed Nigga, I Still Destory The Mic, U Know I Got The Clapper But U Dont Want Beef, Cuz I Will Add U To The Body Count Out On The Streets.
Im Talking Real Niiga, U Talkin Fake
Your Crew A Buncha Rats Niggas,my Crew Snakes,
U Already Know The History Between A Rat And Snake.
A Snake Be In The Feild, A Rat Is Talkin To The Jakes,
But I Gotta Sweet Tooth Nigga, I Like To Eat Cake...
I Got Those Grams, I Got That Herb, I Stand On The Block With Those Birds And U Know I Can Get It For The Low, I Got That Work..
Open Up Your Eyes Cuz The Cops Are Like Flys, They Use Other Shit As A Deskies; They Want To Snatch Your Life, Snatch Your Pride But Real Hood Nigga C The Truth Through The Lies, They Keep Their Eyes On The Prize To Make This Bread; Then They Rise..
Never Lie To The People,never Lie To The Hood
Im Gonna Keep Spittin These Verses As Long As My Heart Pumps Blood; U Aint Goin Platnium,u Just Goin Wood; When They Heard Pa Verses He Caught A Buzz Like A Bug,
Open Up Your Mug When Im Poppin Slugs,
I Do For The Real Hustlers Thats Slangin Them Dubs...

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