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And believe I ain't gon' stop Until the midwest mine Yeah, yeah Everybody wanna hear the fast flow Comin' out the C-L-E-V-E-L-A-N-D you better Be rippin'
this bitch like a I.V. And i bet none of these niggas try me Talk shit and we slidin', no high beams Like yeah Cause i gotta see what he on and shit She
give me a pinch Theyll take a mile as soon as u give em a inch Gave bro da 5 he flipped it by ten gave him et ten told him flip it again He did it again
If not, it gets dropped, I can't hear it (fuck off) Yeah, two milli by twenty, who can say that? Not many (woo) Sick and I'm ready, skinny but
Niggaz hate it, cause' my name That's what takin' these hoes! Thirty-six zones, on the fuckin shelf at the stores Ya better get before it goes! .....And
road Five fuckin' rights then a left and got home Then we count the score like the fuckin' end zone (yeah) I know they watchin' so I gotta put it
In my zone hey yeah yeah Seh mi neva love di Five-O Deh pon road but mi haffi break di cycle All we need is guidance more time In the dark you can
a house, detached And a porch, had the wagon matted black And a Porshe, that's a brother's Cadillac I survived, I survived I'm alive, Johnny 5, all my
(Listen) It was '07 when I said that grime wouldn't get man a mortgage (listen) Now I'm in a five bed yard and it turns out man could afford it It
commit me Here lies the body of a female in her 40's A New York City refugee deceased in North Woodholly Survived by 5 cigarettes In a pack of American
yeah I'm popping out, popping out, yeah I'm popping out, popping out I don't ever listen to these other guys Wanna be a millionaire by thirty-five
to tell that I'm doing well A wholesale, cook crack 'till my clothes smell And if it all goes well by the end of the year then I'm gone, I ain't going
Nous on te refait le portrait appelle pas l'designer Jouez pas avec nous on est le 9 3 Babies Frelon la zone est minée, les hommes bougent en silence
Suicide hood and 4-do's swangin the frame Cocked up and sideways when I'm tippin the lane Showin Asshole By Nature so they know what I claim Ain't no
Of the nation of the 5% That's it, I tell the gent brothers to represent We left the rally now we're maxing uptown 8th Ave, 25th, 45th, and the Polo Grounds
by the fog And Donnie I ain't forgot you, ain't a damn thang changed It's SK to the death, I'm still repping the game So I'ma ride for the team, when I
the last laugh Bet you that my funerals packed And the tune you all blast is my crew's shit New shit or old it don't matter Bold I get swole in the zone
a high five And it ain't easy to make change so I don't try Home ain't the same since I left so the death I Gotta maintain a constant push I live
[Chorus: x5] Yo what's up now potna Now what the fuck is gone tangle me To get 'em to understanding in this motherfucker Mike Gold back up in
only recall a handful (couple) most got locked and turn To T-shirts and candles (fuck shit up) In a, war zone where bodies pop up dead (Harlem) Big
talkin' 'bout power, get my respect by force In the back of the Rolls Royce Cullinan, used to have crack in my jaw Lemme show you real quick, lemme break
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