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on the scale
Eight ball get em gone, they deliver like the mail
Trap house booming like they back in 05
Making plays in the hood on a flip phone
Four x black

at McDonald's 
Still living in the hood 
Met Shae 
She met Jermaine 
And She let both of em in 
Until she started having symptoms 
She was pregnant again 

Now

(Nigga this big loud)
Hood rich nigga servin' by the pound
Try me and you'll get blowed down (Try me you'll get blowed down)
Shorty said I'm heartless, yea

None the stores got chicken
Niggas done bought all the steak
I hope I don't run out of toilet paper
'cus all the stores sold out
I'm stuck in my hood now

Bereavement & concealment , a distinction without a difference, 
To move my mama out the hood: i made it my mission, 
I have to channel my inner

over one hundred and one degrees
And speaking of hot y'all, we're back with another new hit song
Microwave, by Casey Jones II and FARO, that's coming

Still in the hood I don't think I made it JB 
If you wanna act a keeper save me  
Praying I don't hit the wing, Bailey 
Look what I did on my Jones, Davey

fast es war Neujahr 98
Jansky Jones und Bamsen waren die allerbesten Freunde
Sassen völlig stoned in dem aufgeknackten Opel
Fanden damals raus dieses

Something to eat
Straight from the hood
We're smarter now
We're done killing one another
But now we're moving in the right direction
It's time to have another

a contraband town so deep underground
The crew met in cosmic club
And now the story's franchised on a Billboard
Spray tagged by Shia LeBeouf (Shia LeBeouf, Shia

nigga
Bitch you already know
Make it rain in the hood
I make housing clean the floor
I'm still speeding pass niggas
Hit the gas quicker
Running up a tab

Get to singing on them hoes like Sweet Jones
(Yea Pimp C)
Chiggz & Manny Hood make this shit look
(Easy)
Smoking California's finest shout out

on a dream cloud thinking of ways to get by

Zooming through traffic riding shotgun in my homies Monte Carlo 

Swerving in and out of lanes like fuck a car

Okay I kill with this shit
Killmonger
I’m a whole different player when I’m in it’s game over
Pass me pass me the controller
Initiating in the coach

Stronghold Grip

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

spies and murderers
Wrapped in plastic like Dominican furniture
I put the iron in you, like the center of Earth's curvature
And make your block turn into

Play Your Cards

Yung Joc

Hustlenomics

2007

enough fingers for me to count on
My stalks way up, call me Dow Jones
I've been around the world, in almost every hood
I walk anywhere, this card is

Jim Jones: what? Yeah that was me
Shit that's my gang
Now we balling on you niggas harlem stand up
Different strokes nigga
Rags to riches on you

just wanna kick back, relax
No one calling my phone
If someone come by knocking tell them I ain't home
I'm chillen in the crib, candle lit
Bumping

the world
Would you buy all my bullshit?
Masquerades and emotions
Accolades and promotions
Because I stand by my high hopes on tight ropes
With this dope shit

down by the ones I've trusted
How can I believe there's justice
Every time I thought man fuck this
In here I've never known what luck is
Go through

and The wealthy and that there was a secret
That money's governed by the laws of water
When you drink it in abundance you learn Order
See I can teach you baby just

He ain't sellin' no Sprite, he got coke 
Put down the controller, he in the dope game (yeah)
I don't trust him, I know he a snake 
Peep by

of the siamese
Twins in we're back in the nineties
Back to a time that's divided
By Batman, Mad Max and Macgyver

But remind us, why would I wanna go
Back

power is Eturnul
Let Go
1998 I had the block, on lock
Honeys by the dozen, and no I can’t stop
Got them bolders in da trap house flamming hot
Gangsterette