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dub
Stash box, push out Will like Matchbox
Bitches want to push my world, they flash box
One sixty, push my wheel, mash cops
Cause one sixty took my
the parkin' lot, pimpin' crazy
S-5, Navy 'Cedes, sittin' on 80
That's four dubs, not S-4 dub
Stash box, push Hot Wheel like Matchbox
Bitches wanna push my
for holy hour
And I'm back out in the rain
It's been twenty years or more
Since I last said your name
I hear you live near Dallas now
In a house
like Matchbox
Bitches wanna push my world, they flash box
160, push my wheel, mash cops
Cause 160 took my wheel to cash drop
Run 60, you Big Will,
the blazing flowers,
I'm gonna need more than a minute,
More like twenty four hours,



Run that by me one more time,
I gotta have a chance to recover,
Run that
mound
King Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard
I got money with the best of 'em
Go blow for blow with any Mexican
Don't let
to make
So niggas clappin' at niggas who raise that crime rate

[Chorus]
You could live by the gun, or die by the bullet
You niggas push me, for sure
what that mail like

Tell me what that mail like

Gotta live up to my rap as a G
Still countin' mail age twenty three
See me and Franklin they
Fit my one twenties, greet the avenue blue

Corner flyin' it into a forty, twenty
Brothers lay in a bottle, thirty fly right by double time and shit
mound
King Push, kingpin, overlord
Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard
I got money with the best of 'em
Go blow for blow with any Mexican
Don't let
money
And that clock strikes 4:20, and you want to get high
No bills get sent when you can't pay the rent
Everyday i get bent yo so i can get by
I'm
in beast mode
Live by the street code, where niggas take your shit like the repo'
The boys'll sell crack, to your mother if you're good (damn)
"peace god"
"peace to the gods"
"how you god?"
"studyin' one-twenty right now"
"mm"
"call me back at the god hour"

The fuck?
It's just
Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
My religion is reefer
Big moneyin' to most, an uninhibited freak to sleep with
My visions are realistic, nothin' is
42nd street terminal

Yo, yo, I live it and I speak it
My religion is reefer
Big money and the most
Uninhibited freak to sleep with
My visions are
(would've been done) 
If it wouldn't for thug holiday (ahh man) 

[Verse 1: Trick] 
In this life I live, I done see niggaz deal 
Seen niggaz steal
Small-talk shot dialogue push snooze
Defense mechon cause I got a lotta shoes (issues)
The moment got stolen by a lady in red
With a campaign slogan about
the code that I live by and told me to run it

So I start with the shit plus I was born with the knowledge
A young wise muhfucka get respect like
the Trunk_
You come twenty-five deep, or maybe ten
If I let your ass push me, then you push me again
He was six foot four, they used to call him sir
But he
like
Sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years
Spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like
Nearly half of America's largest cities is
[Mos Def]
Booka-booka-booka-booka-booka-booka
Ha hah
You know the deal
It's just me yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my peoples, negroes
ass in the face

(JuJu)
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the African rugs

(Psycho Les)
Baggin' hoes by
Still the days go by, blessed one time
Night and day coincide
I just want to live, I just want to live

[Oatmeal]
I'm kinda antsy on my feet, on these
holiday

In this life I live, I done see niggaz deal
Seen niggaz steal and done seen niggaz kill
And them same niggaz there, them be the main ones that tell
it nigga, for real 



[Hook] X 2 



[Snoop Dogg] 

They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame 

Some claim twenty crip but most