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bitch was fuckin' with the opps, I'm finna break her mouth
Lil' nigga, we sit out cribs and catch him comin' out
Quit all that talkin', niggas send a lo,

money
Okay, and I pulled up in
That Lil' Wayne mixtape no ceilings nigga
Ayy all my whole crew ain't fake
My whole clique ain't fake
And your clique is

to a new dub
Yeah, I seen you in the club
You should have threw somethin'
Unky on the block with some white
Look like some new ones truck driver
Ride 'round

know they actin'
Real Liferz shit, bitch we bout that action
(Lil bitch we bout that action)
Damn I had done did the shit again
2 times I had to flip her

the Golden Gate
Pistol was a throw away, some you niggas don't relate
Keep it player, like 4 Tay in Fillmoe, mane
My moms ran the Y in the West close to Huey's

a beef, they be reachin
Choppa give you all of the attention that you seekin
I knock hoes by the two
Tell a opp, I ain't finna make it right with you
Hell

have no sense or comprehension
I am da biggest lil baby that's what's causing tension
Remember when you was my fan or you forgot to mention
I'm finna

given
By my homie that died so I done carried his vision 
Bruh believed in me before I even viewed myself 
All I needed was a beat and I can kill it

lil' ho on a date to the Denny's
He wanna rob, he just jack son for twenties
Don't need to take, we got food for the plenty
Changing my style, they gon'

for the show
2 g's we iconic
1 last time please stand in advance cause ya know we at the summit
No plan to plummet we up to somethin got ya stuck in

fast as hell in the snow, I got a four-by-four
Took your bitch to Wendy's and bought that ho a lil' four-for-four
She wanna argue every day, I think

Gun violence, let's reduce this, never switch mine
Y'all jumpin' back and forth from two scripts
True shit
I'm the hard motherfucker that produced this

up like 豆腐
Shawty hit me out the blue
Slurp me up like 合気道
Chop you down jiu jitsu
Mental Jiu jitsu I'm keepin' two
When comin' through
These 忍者s want

want to lick, so I let her
Let her treat me like a letter
Two door coupe, twenty-four's
Rest in Peace to the mamba
Just like a mobster
I'm at the round

near drove me crazy
Young nigga went to school just to sell some dope
A lil' crazy ass nigga wit a knife in his coat
And in the streets broke heathens

Homicide for who ever want smoke ima ride for whoever my bro
Pussy get down ima ride by the code nigga i slide like I'm glidin' on snow
I hit his wife kept

this phone
Shoot this bitch up if you do something wrong
Riding two deep just me and my chrome
Fuck them lil boys they know what I'm on
Scoot up on you

a fuck, you said you hate me bruh
Yeah it got bad enough
And we all know your boyfriend a lil bitch so why you gas em up
I'm draggin' runtz and I'm a za

to
The ladies and ghetto
Men
cn
csk me why
Ghetto love is the law that we live by

The Ghetto,
The G Code

The Ghetto,
The G Code

 Verse 2

Rap music
The hood

started selling drugs and think I robbed her, now he plottin' somethin

And now he nine, he got his nine, he tryna shoot some shit
Got kicked out of school,

you know the Murda 8 gon' hold it down (facts)
Free Lil' Tony out the jam, he damn near stretched the whole town (free him)
Slidin' through the south,

yuh
Ye I probably been crazy
But I had ways to vent
Had y'all thinkin I was lazy
Now they want my 2 cents
Somethin I will not forget
I was down and out

frightenin’ I
Never really trust another life it’s
Somethin’ that I struggle with From time to time
Baby I ain’t really truly violent
But if another nigga gonna

really nigga tell Me what would you choose
Niggas knowing how I’m rocking
Ten toes down, two shoes
First off out the gate
Real nigga in your face
They