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We still in the game
Shooting threes by the threes
Crossing over your lane
Kendrick said we’d be alright
I’m making the change
I spent some time in

playing round baby put it on me 
On the paper chase I did it by my lonely  
I do everything for her and then my homie 

You already know a nigga lit 
I just

and get it on my own in case you asking
And focus on enhancing all the places that you lacking
Put it on the screen, no HD I be by my own damn self
Like I

keep shutting down blind swordsmen
Like Kenshi, get bitches by the plenty
Death to many men, it'll be many
Now I take a sip of Ma, like it was Remy
I'm

a toast

Gotta make a toast for the gang shit
Ballin' down Cambridge, get to Huey home
We gotta aim it, boutta stage it
Keep my money in my hand, bitch, I

friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I

friend
Every time that i'm by your side
This love man I can't pretend
Baby girl I'm not good with love but I'm not trying to make things end
And I hope I

This is DJ Scotty Rock
That was that new Zebulon Lane
Now we about to get into that Luscious by your man
Scotty Rock
Exclusive new shit
And if you ain't

fake look like some dolls
Fake like the dream like the dream sold us
Claim we free but then they hold us
Guilty by the skin we molded
American pie

tripping about yo words Anything halo say go
I'm in field just like sum cleats neva played bout pesos
Rock a by my baby now he sleep dead up in that coffin

till the sun down
Flip you out yo new socks
You can't run now
Feel like Boondocks
Huey giving smoke out
Soon as my mood swap
I gotta have a smoke out

Rihanna, you Suki
I just be minding my business
Like Huey
You thinking you knew me
But you don't know shit
You ain't got nothing to offer
But dick
I rather

ya mans, He a lil bitch
I shoulda known by the way that he switched
Now he mad, run in his shit
Nigga be quick to go play a like a vict
How you mad

Purple batch and tattoos
Bad bitch and some nice views
Two yabs or a nice brew
All that cause cash rules
This earth that I walk, I just play by

of condemn
I'm this jungle we call the town in the city of sin
Where niggahs start packing 9's by the time they run 10
And by the time they 18 they locked up

Jordan do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

do the drive-by shooting
Alphabetically recline my Uzi, pow, and let em try and find my SUV
All you rappers all Sci-Fi movies, got me tripping off

on
Who gon be the one to let you know that you a hoe
And I just packed up every bag and sat it by the door
And you gon tell me everything you thought I

Production By Kofi Cooks

Engineered/Mixed/ Mastering by Huey P.

You new niggaz better learn  to move accord 
Rest In Peace to S.I. Huey P and YoungGod 

Salute to all my real niggaz on the yard 
Niggaz that stood

Yeah

This Is America
The Real America

Yo!

In beginning we were nothing but cotton pickers, In servitude 
Disenfranchised, fucked by the Justice

a square in the
Game that they're used in
And realize it too late
Like the shooting of Huey Newton
Or Patrice Lumumba and Salvador Allende
Slaughtered by

Dream Team

Spearhead

Home

1994

enterntainment by Dre and Ed Lover
Malcolm X is the coach he's drawin' up the strategy
he's choppin up America's anatomy
'cause they're the ones/ we're up against

Went to Carrollton with my shirt off screamin' out "Bitch, who gon' shoot me?"
I grab the Uzi, I hit the huey
Eatin' a ten piece in a Benz, just