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Peace to Queens nigga, home of that fly shit
Cop killer central, you die quick
What up though?

Latin quarter to L'Amour east, we all beast
From across
the shadow of death
Through the land of the skanless
South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips and the Bloods
Where even the strongest niggas is
Drug through
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Pass me my R-E-S-P-E-C T respect
on niggas
Who we ​Glock cocked​ glock never miss
Through your grill here goes my fist
When I slit yo' wrist
With the the styles of ruckus south central
Los
wave) the arms of another (Uh)
New York City (East side) 
Please go easy on (Heatmakerz) me
(Crack Music) tonight
Jones

Crime and the murder rate, that
of crooks, yes, Brooklyn's the borough
Homicide central, East New York
Where the manic, depressive psycho murderers stalk
Walk like a ninja on the asphalt
WestSide tatted on my chest
Walkin' with the shadow of death
Through the land of the scandalous, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips
WestSide tatted on my chest
Walkin' with the shadow of death
Through the land of the scandalous, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips
Making profits off the drugs they sell out
But see I'm calling it out
Because I truly do doubt
That Central Park is the place where these drugs up
whole advance to buy more, and woke up broke?

{C.I.}
Yo.. C.I. don't do drugs, I hang out with corporate thugs
that transport microchips and oriental
I was born on the south wind u s central south end
Texas heat melt the concrete burn your mouth friend
Where I been we worked outside
Growing up
Nigga who are you
Ay ay ay
I'm from the east side what it do
Beat the pussy red and blue
Su woop
Now I got her crip walking that ain't nothing new
Why you
Savage
East side Survivor Series
Lost the coke Patrick (Ah)
In central bookin', all my jewels on
It look like Virgil cooked it
My balcony is ocean
famous, what?
Is she from North or Central, What?
And i got taste for these Eastern gyals
She be tryna suck like an Asian girl
D like cannon on her thigh,
travelled around the U.S of A,
been to the top of the Empire State, 
seen my reflection in Central Park lake,
feels like the movies in this crowded place
I
I'm
Chillin' in Robs circular ass room
Take drugs, go to the moon
And curl up in a cocoon, but I'm not trippin'
Rip the cart and eat some crab rangoon
love
Healing for the sick a way out for the thugs
No more doing drugs there’s a worldwide peace
And everybody gets along from west to the east
Living in
at the Moma Cop
And it don't stop, fizzle cleazay
Sprung legs get popped with a swizzle greasy
Fo Sheezy
We represents tha D
East to the West Side
'cause he had a drug problem, let's get that straight
70 pounds on his jet, Ralo style (free Ralo)
I hope you heard me and the shit I said just made you

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