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yeah. oh yeah, you gon fuckin ride with me,oh yeah, they know i got that iron with me,oh yeah, this shit is for my block, my hood my set my city, the kings the bloods the crips they with me, the divas the bitches the dimes, the boosters, might set a nigga up hoe, the strippers the boosters, the snatchings kidnappings that happen, so often, murders burglers, be careful where you walkin, the east the west, the north the south, stay on point cause niggas will run up in ya house, well i'm a six figga nigga doin what i gotta do, wave cap, gray plaque, maybach powder blue, bitch go get my money make daddy proud of you, look at the way them bitches stand they probably sour too, but you know how we do, g4s bentley coupes, ridin round town bumpin snoop countin up my loot, i'm from the east coast but i be out west, tanktop cali bud all day around breasts, give me a couple of minutes i'll be all, in they mind and not just one or two three or, four at a time i be all in her spine if ya daughters, a dime meet her at eight and i'll be gone by a quarter, to nine, niggas be hatin on me baby so i keep a hot one, 44, 45, mac 10, shotgun, get the fuck outta here or catch a hot one, you can stunt all you want but not on my block son, see when the cops come niggas sprint, pop, run, get caught, don't talk learn to keep a locked tongue, i'm from the south side but i be up north, disrespect me get your head blown the fuck off, niggas is butt soft i don't pay em no mind, you just another bitch wit my name in your rhyme, you need your sunglasses on the way that i shine, you don't want me flingin that nine,

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Artist: banks, lloyd