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the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
and Flex don't roll unless they Andrew Jackson
It's Brooklyn by me the crook the I-B ya even look
At ID you gettin' hooked to I-V
Motherfuckers huh
Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights
It's twice a night for twenty-five nights
One more litle line, then everyone back to mine
Jesus in Vegas, taking
a Ben Frank get some Andrew Jackson's
Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill
You know the math lets make deal
On a one dollar bill if ya look
mad pies
Low price, I blow dice and throw em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods popping
em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan

My niggaz roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki's
Hip-Hop's got
name I pop up like the State Farm bitch
No nigga can see me, on or off TV
Gun by them Yeezys, I'm the 6' 5" Eazy
Lightskin bitches be mad and talking
5'9"]
Over-protected, heed the poet's connections
When it goes in effect the only thing froze is the necklace
That's it, keep the gat by me, I'm that
suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't want to fuck up the come-up
So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?"
Bumped into his
suspicious by the way he slid his feet
Didn't want to fuck up the come-up
So I smiled with my eyes said "hey, how's it hanging guy?"
Bumped into his