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, just a nigga off the block tryna chase them dollaz, you boys broke, i thank the lord i don't face them problems, i'm at the table, full plate eating steak wit goblins, walk in the shop counting them knots, like "i'll take the robins", herbo just a young nigga, love 2 stunt nigga, i just wanna become rich, i hope it come quicker, and they hate that i'm up nigga, i ain't dumb nigga, thats why all of my young niggas got they guns wit em, walk up in the shop on stony, ill take the robins, and i pray for any nigga that can't wait to rob me, cuz i got that 30 on me, i can't wait to pop it, fuck the jakes, my money straight, build a case and drop it, lately i heard alotta niggas hate me, stop it, and lately niggas say they gonna erase me, stop it, and maybe i'm losing focus and my patience droppin, or i just might not be on point, but i be tenski watchin, you can catch me in the field, everyday we clockin, money always to the right, thats the.380 pocket, run up, watch me blast off, thats the.380 rocket, you've been welcomed to chiraq, even the baby sparkin, and its killed or be killed here, even the babies heartless, when shit get real my niggas drill, everyday we marchin, everyday them hammers cock, everyday they droppin, and niggas dead my broski roc, so ain't no way we stoppin, its rocblock til the deathbed, saw a opp, let that glock rock til his chest bled, you don't wanna catch a topshot unless you vesthead, yea and i don't talk, ya mans only heard what the tech said, and his ass dead, ridin thru the opps block, we just lookin for dreads, wit them books in the chopshop, we just lookin for feds, we ain't worryin bout no niggas, we cookin his head,223's burn his ass, we cook him with lead, left the snakes in the grass, took my niggas instead, still free to g. gill while he up in the feds, t-slim on his way, been upstate for them years, real niggas from the go, man just hold up ya head, and joc did a long time for the wrong crime, so broski this summer for you and its all mine, and broski we coming for you when its yo time, just know i got something for you i need more time, i'm on the grind like a heavyweight, they say if you don't grind, you don't shine, so i went to cop this bezel face, reach for my bezel face, don't hesitate, i blow this metal 8, you levitate, like you featherweight, i'm in a race, herb straight from the slums where the gangstas at, killas, robbas, junkies, and rapists at, over east where some niggas never make it at, in the streets, fake niggas can't relate to that, essex block, murder scene nigga, wrist all about the green, you'll trap for a feen nigga, you can catch me with my team nigga, no limit mb, smokin loud drinkin lean nigga, we take offense over here nigga, either worry about ya mouth or better say what you mean nigga, 30 in a 8 damn nigga, make a real scary scene, hollow tips, red beam nigga, cash rule everything nigga, so i'm toastin for the team, and the drama that it bring wit it, yeah i pop alotta beans nigga, i don't ever wanna sleep cuz i'm up chasin dreams nigga, gotta get this money, and these lil niggas funny, cuz i'm always outside, how they "lookin" for me?, you can slide thru, tryna ride thru, we advise you, shells fly comin right behind you, we gon ride too, you can hide too, we gon find you, homicide say i ain't remind you, but we ain't talkin to the jakes over here, if they grab you better not answer, what they asky you, know that snitches get, these 40's out the 50 clip, flame up if you get the shit, niggas gettin caught wit bricks nd shit, sayin the jury dismissed the shit, nah, you ain't with the shit, hand down to the snitchin shit, ill never say a word, i ain't good at makin sentences, while i'm tryna get rich and shit, hallways full of piss, where i'm from, come picture this
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Artist: g herbo