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Crips they ya
Yuh a never get gal make money by the hour
Red (red) Power they ya Green (green) Shower they ya
Them green with envy when mi roll mi
Crips they ya
Yuh a never get gal make money by the hour
Red (RED) Power they ya Green (green) Shower they ya
Them green with envy when mi roll mi
Taylor Gang, let's get it
(Young Money)

There's some people coming with me and I know who they are
And some that ain't gon' make it and I know who
the pain of critic suffering

Got my eyes on the prize with the red dot locked
Gots to keep it hot
My hungry ass niggas be down for the figures
Green in
about me was true and legendary
I done got Lewinsky and paid secretaries
For all my niggas with babies by bitches
That use their kids as meal tickets
Shit

It's Wiz Khalifa man
This shit hot, right?

Now don't blink cause the flow is closer, don't think
True diplomat, no Jim Jones and no Pink
[Geechi Suede]
Pink lemonade on my mink
Link Minute Maid sink get my drink
Then I blink I'm a burn the scene
Suede; he's a shooting star
Chee;
[Geechi Suede]
Pink lemonade on my mink
Link Minute Maid sink get my drink
Then I blink I'm a burn the scene
Suede; he's a shooting star
Chee;
Gang bangin' ain't go' never die, as long
As niggaz ain't got nothing we go' be thuggin' forever high
Ain't no more drive by's, niggaz chase you down
cause he never gave a fuck
He wore white Pro Wings, with pink and green strings
And dare anybody on the shore to say a thing
Seen him knock a lot of dudes
cause he never gave a fuck
He wore white Pro Wings, with pink and green strings
And dare anybody on the shore to say a thing
Seen him knock a lot of dudes
the deuce to the ten
Vinnie a carnivore y'all is arugula fem
Mecca Medina followed by Jerusalem then
I'm a gorilla from the Biblical zoo with the pen
Kool
shot ball, guillotine
A hundred on the dot balls, black on the big machine
Blowing at your entourage, old squad, wolverines
Camouflage dons, spit
Slot
Was caught
Got dropped two
Playing hopscotch
On the block
Ought not twat plot
Yo for hops knot I brought dots

This ring
Helped me remain sane
No
smoke
Guided by the light, nigga keep your dark
Third eye sharp like a mothafuckin' hawk
Heart stay mellow like a fuckin' meadowlark
Better play smart
stripe than the bengals
No need for the gang sign
I'm using my trigga finga
[Happy P]
Now won't you roll one
Po the four one
Sometimes I'm real
round magazine and a dot
FMJ’s by the box, nigga
Got the same setup as the SWATs, nigga
Shouldn’t find that surprising
Cause I bought the muthafucka from
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
the sureshot MC's for the affair
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes
I'm the see-a-s-an-the-o-v-a
And the rest is f-l-why
Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell ya why
Ya see I'm
I'm the see-a-s-an-the-o-v-a
And the rest is f-l-why
Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell ya why
Ya see I'm