Tom: F minor•
Verse 1
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Niggas hangin' deep on the cut
Sippin' on a motherfuckin'
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40 ounce of Gooden
Ain't shit changed in my hood since '86
And 1987 I was swore into the clique
All the triflin' bitches in my
hood smoked moes
And all the gangsta ass niggas
rode vogues
Drop Monty Carlos,
El Dogs and Caddy Coups
Firin' up fry flaggin' hoes out the roof ?
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Car down crush ? and fresh paint
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Eight in the back you hear my Alpine crank
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All of my niggas they had
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Cause back in the gang you
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can get it by the boat
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It's 1993 new bounds are being broken
If you ain't bangin' then you
gots to be smokin'
Cause I remember back when
the nigga had green
Seen him at the pipes and now the
nigga is just a dope fiend
Funny how a nigga, sold a key or two
Is down on his ass and all of a sudden
he remember you
Everythings cool I'm the
niggas man
Reachin' out his arm tryin'
to shake a nigga hand
But I just walked away and
left his shit to hang
Cause back in the game I had
a motherfuckin' thang
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And that's why I walk with
my hands on my dick
A nigga say "what up?"
I look around and I say "This!"
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And I could give a fuck if the
nigga gets pissed
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Cause if he wants a chunk
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I'm a get up in his shit
Verse 2
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I thought you knew
It ain't shit. Uh, yeah
Interlude 1
Yeah. Yeah
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Verse 3
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Creepin' comin' up a yellow stonin'
Put my shit in park and drunk a St.
Ises with my homey
Reminisced on fast times
past times and shit
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Smokin' on some bud
I came acroos my nigga Kick
I gave my boy some dap and asked
him what's the haps
Chillin' with this girl and a gat across his laps
I knew he had some drama I
didn't even have to ask it
Now where were them bitches at
it's time to kick some asses
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He told what had happened and
now I'm thinkin' FUCK
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I'm callin' up south acres
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it's time to get 'em up
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My motherfuckin' neighborhood
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is quick to get with static
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Never showin' fear cause these
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Everybody's trapped,
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quick to go to war
Quick to kill your ass quick to jack your car
So if you see some shit then
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I suggest you punch it
Cause what's about to happen you
may not be able to stomach
Killers killers killers steady smokin' fry
So nigga lay it down or die
motherfuckers die
Fuckin' with my family
you dick is in the paint
So don't think that it's shit
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Shit to brake 'em off I'm brakin'
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'em off with chunks
Siggedy south iggedy acres ain't
no motherfuckin' punks
And drive- by shootin' ain't
the motherfuckin' shit
Cause niggas plot hits after
motherfuckin' hits
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Killin' you ass for kicks doin'
shit for the murder
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And since you want me to die you gots
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to die cause you deserve ta
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Now here take two motherfuckin'
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Cause fuckin' with the kid is the
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grounds of being drugged
Mister mister Face the hardest
nigga being heard
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Cause all I have in this world is my
I'm sick of motherfuckers
thinkin' they run shit
Until you face to face wiith Scarface
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you ain't done shit
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I'm killin' off you mark ass niggas
with a slug from a glock motherfuckers
I'm a born killer,
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I really thought you knew bitch
I'm slappin' hoes and
cappin' fools
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It ain't shit
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It ain't shit you know what I'm sayin'?
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