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[Peedi Crakk] It's not a game I'm from Philly Go by the name P, Prizzy Mac Milly Used to with Young Crizzy in the back rolling on twigs People
back here, don't know how to make a knife? Stand tall on my own, I don't gang bang I done seen it go bad on the chain gang Seen niggas gang raped by
J.I.M.M.Y. Capo, what's my motherfuckin' name? Eastside, say what, what's my motherfuckin' name? DipSet, Byrd Gang Catch that boy Capo Cruisin' up
on the ground and hit us We paint pictures of the chains under their names and scriptures Removed from earth, only to return through birth Knew this girl selling
killers that'll ride from the loc to the deuce I heard a shot proof flip nigga gimme a bitch At the Martigra crowd flipping the trigga You still a bitch
from them haters Yeah I keep it old school, grim no blazers All around star in the hood where my base is Get mine early but I am in the latest I
And from the start I’ve been paying from the heart Crazy how HE art like the word heart written out I keep a big mac for you small fries And I mob with
gold chain Fuck my young niggas, XO gang Get so drunk you forget yo name Incense, burning, smoking out to my own shit Got black wood in my white Range,
by the 9 Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch 187, don't make me whistle, bitch
fragile and timid Pressed to the limit 12 years old, no household From the start I was finished Disowned by the biologicals And adopted by rolling
tap, young cat, old vision, soul glisten Gun clap, one track mind, rhyme whole rhythm creatin Instead of waitin, refrain from thought patterns Of your
Mo!)" And let me hear ya holla Not about that mighty dollar Roll with the Bone Mo Thugs'll follow Chain gang remainin' the same Flamin' my dank,