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You know a lot of niggas be
Getting Knocked off to the game you feel me?
I know a lot of young niggas
That be dying for no reason
Making mistakes in

We'd set up lemonade on the side of the road
You'd always stop by it was on your way home
Fifty cents for a cup you'd leave me the change
You'd say,

Big City

Inspectah Deck

The Movement

2003

crawlin' at night, with eyes shifty
In the bright lights, the big city
The fiends come sortin' the price, with nine fifty
In the bright lights, the big city

with scared
To say "what up"
When I walk by you can see
The blood in my eye staying thug til I die
Smoke bud to get high
Yo, that's how my brave heart

[Young Buck]
Fuck y'all
He used to be a hustler, he ain't real no mo'
Cause it's some shit in the hood we wanna kill you fo'
Loose lips sink ships,

Or drop by that mill to hug all the right people
I'll be out to Iceland to hash out my woes
With your cunt-crossed boss' spin teacher in-toe yeah
I've been

pape cause i'm the biggest stack
I was raised By mom dukes and started thugging like my dad
And bitch i took the pape route to see it through and get

Stronghold Grip

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

the, border of Serbia
My flow's dirtier than juiced-up players in baseball
And beat you in the head like a sock with an 8-ball
You got Stockholm

on five fo's, one on the trunk
Six 15's bump, make my rearview jump
License plate not crooked
Looking good gripping wood
It's the same in every hood
Time

Who Shot Ya? [original]

Jai Blizz

The Induction

2016

Baby 380 try to rob me reimbursed at least
Keep heat by my dough like Perkin's grease
Keep bitches in line like perfect teeth
Nigga quit back biting

the Mickey
Listen you can't kill me, pull
Up, bumping many men, by 50
I've been double-fistin' pistols like
I'm 15 drinkin' wisky

Click, bang motherfucker
I

let me Keep it live
My niggaz keep dem 9's n' dem Ak's so the streets is mine
U niggaz betta stay in n' bitch nigga don't think I'm blind
I see what

of Gs
Keep my buddy
No Good
Down bad
Streets get ugly
Run down on em
Get beat
Kid cudi
Everyday wake up
Mind on money
50 round 40 cal
2 times twenty
Lick

like to shoot guns when I'm losing my cool
Fuck around and get hit up, I'm not in the mood
Two-tone Glock, I call this bitch La La
Hop out the car cuz we

Pockets full of cake seams sticky pastries
Mexico bags of drug in that big body Mercedes
Caught them by a swarm hood lovers and the babies
Suicidal thoughts

a check by yourself
Don't need no helping hand
Niggas tryna wash my hands so
I play my cards right
A nigga tried to pop my
Man so I said "Alright"
Take 50

RIP...
To a legend...
My hero...

You showed me growth came with work 
Proved to me that you can find gold in the dirt 
You were from the suburbs but

Hood nigga dat engine waitin
My lil niggas been revved up
Trained to go they teared up
30 shot clips now they geared up
Rambo Stone Cold my watch Rocky

yeah
My ice be the flood
Niggas stay mad when you make it out the hood
I did what I want you niggas did what you could
They wonder why you never come

In the hood pushin' weight
The man with the plan
Fifty round drums on you bums, get it right
It's Big Dip on these bitches
Dumpin' slugs every night

caught in the movement
I'm still down with my homies from the UnderGround
From the hood to the club to the warehouse
Probably holla throw it up in a packed

always first when it comes to putting niggas in they place
Back in my hood it's Young Orochi or Lord 8th
I said I went once down each of the paths, seis

know, got a couple niggas posted up in the whole 4
In the whole hood, everybody eat good, you ain't gotta say too much
All my niggas hit you with that

it
Money sittin' right there
Gotta get up and get it
Stand on business, then I
Trap, I'm rollin', Let's get it
It's 'bout fifty pounds in there