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Straight from up north
This is the real world Westaroze is next door
since Loop Troop were born toys are long gone
So let me just put 021 on the map

Opps be watching peep the back door

Fox five double like it's ten
Big nine hold the by the end

Free my dogs that's locked in the pen
Shot em down then

through my town
Just know I keep that tech on me,
And I can't let you gun me down

Yea the hate be so real, but the love be fake
I been sliding with

and I cope
I cope
Now the feelings show
My hearts ice cold
The real yous not
The one I know

Still ridin dirty put my feelings to the side
How your ride

Verse 1

Ain't nuttin to but to do it
Always cooking up a check
First to do it in my city took it round the world nigga imma vet
Hot 50 on on da

I be in and out the bank
Teller serving cake
Nigga what you lien 4, tell me what you drank
Nigga what this Nine for tel what you think
Frames all

B-R-A-IN to the S-I C-K V gang
Coming from the west side
We ain't fucking with you niggas
On games like EA
Leave a nigga four to see SI
Bet I catch

nigga
On gang (What's the word, C4?)
Y'know, money bring power
(6) Power bring ammunition (Wop, what
It is, nigga?) , ammunition bring gun smoke
You

beers by three

Nigga I'm a slime
See how my nosebleed

That's the height I see
She real sloppy on her knees

I'm the fucking man of my fucking city

on the dash (Skrrt), pass by, everybody looking
All profit, never nonsense, four kids on my conscious
At the door, I had 'em lined up, let's take this shit

Still Dre

Cee

Tribute to Dr. Dre

2004

we dipping again
Kept my ear to the streets, signed Eminem
He's triple platinum, doing 50 a week
Still, I stay close to the heat
And even when I was

a armored truck
Move, I'ma pop up
Whippin' that dope and then trap 'til it lock up
In high school I had 50 bricks in my locker
Sippin' lean it came

to breathe
And I gots to live
Yeah, think the time is yours
'cause online is yours
That's what you grindin' for?
Watch when we cut the net like the Final Four

it right
Fuck you and your feelings I'ma
Spend it all night

BHP we out here, real niggas from AZ
Bad bitch in my inbox, that's everyday
No daydream

Big homie (crip) , big cat (Garfield)
Lil nigga (one-fifty) don't play
Better be where you say you're from lil nigga
(yeah)
We don't gang bang just for

Every single day at 4: 30 AM I wake up
I'm so angry at all the injustice
I donated cash by the hundreds
What's this? Oh, it's my new Ferrari
It's not

at his venue, we'll rock show
On some real shit, ain't a scam I do not know
Bro bust exotic pops open and he drop four
Shells put him on the ground for

can't lack and that's no cap, yeah
He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack
I won't run from none that gun smoke, that's all fact
How the hell ya

him to a lame fuck the fame
No girls pregnant for me
But I got a 4s in the Pyrex
And 2 daughters on the way
Rico killed Mitch
I don't want no new

I'm on to it nigga, you the one sleep
Ayy, just made a fifty to hit the mall and have some fun with it
I'm bout business, pull up anywhere my gun

dropped the opp
Hit the crib then dropped a four
Cop more chopsticks than a
Twenty in a 30 clip, bro just put ten in you
Bro got a blaster close by
That's

even real Spinrillin’
Break down two zips by the building
Two double cups, I get to spillin'
Where the gas? I need all the hundreds
Call the plug up,

pictures in your man's whip?
Stand up on the hood if it's that real
Nigga what's the dents? You got cash for it
Niggas always takin' pics and cappin'
He

Legit Ballaz

Todd Nitty

Twista Presents Legit Ballin'

2011

choice, or better yet no voice

But still by that time I hope to write enough rhymes
To own a fleet real estate with a Rolce Royce
Rollin' deep through this