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poe up
Represent my hood nigga
By the sign's I throw up
Hit da party i'm crank up
Steady runnin that bank up
Betta cuff yo girl tho
Cause she about

The hood won't let you survive
Niggas getting woke and get a bullet as a third eye
This is no lie
They get a couple chains, they act brand new, and severe

(’06)
Money from my phone dial tone Just worry bout them digits
They just product flipping
Teach it to the children
Why I speak these hopes my quotes just

Just give him the money he's got the right

Trouble in the hood is always misunderstood
Don't even think about tryin' to do some good
No matter what you

Im going up and I’m crusing right by
Don’t need no cookie I’m feeling the vibe
Hop on flight from cali to Dubai
You can stop me lil nigga don’t try
I

Ladies and gentleman
Welcome to the cleevlindian
Extravaganza lindian kye
Entertainment big business
Over here man
I got my publishing straight I own

don't be around that lame shit
Still gettin' money with the niggas that I came with
'Cause they was right by my side when the rain hit
And they still gon'

Thank you lord for waking me up
May not have all I want but honestly I got enough
Wit my own 2 eyes more than 5 times
Done seen my life sparred by

thought she loved me
It’s weed hold in exhale no smoke just air
Alive in dream at shop get a 5 star here
Mates on neat cigg weed I’m worried rule in Pond
3

Well it's been awhile since I spit on a beat like this, you know it
Produced by NEF on that grimy shit
Termanology, yeah, Buddhakai, c'mon, Let's go

Well it’s been a while since I spit on a beat like this, you know it
Produced by NEF on that grimy shit
Termanology, yeah, Buddhakai, c’mon
There

fight back
You gotta try, try, try and make it sound alright
But you’re wasting all your time
And you’re wasting all your money on the time
That you’re

to kicc it
I ain’t playing FIFA
I got play boy bunnies
Look for money
Everyday to them is Easter
Gotta tucc my chain and hide my ice
Cuz dis bling wit have

like what you see
Maybe this what they call envy it look like it to me
I’m here to win, ain’t nothing but sin in these size 10s
This nigga by my side

thieves
I rather mix with Steve's
Then with Abdul kareems
That's controlled by false hoods And tyrannies

Sometimes I hate you
I feel like you always make mistakes
So much could've been done by now
But you procrastinate
And it don't help
That you always

Yea
Tf
uh
Tru Famm and money matters
uh

Nigga you ain't never got to like me in this music shit
Bitch you ain't never got to talk to me I don't give

I love this shit 4x

First verse:

I love this shit like I love riding in my candy drop top
I love the way I make this money man it just can't stop

forgive
Me one day still
Until then, your enemy
I remain
That's as real as I can take
It to say
Niggas kill me with the faking
Today
From the hood, a humble

(Shitchea!)
Money Trees, Cali coasting, D-Roc's by the slew (Ok)
I tell a Goldie Locks, (Click-Clack) run the jewels, (Run it)
I got my bling bling on, watch

all want the money, don't waste it
(I swear)
Can't waste all my time with no crazy
We some VVS kids, PBS Kids
I'm the real hood baby, bitch
If I get too

like cattle.
That's why I'm smoking this potent,
focused on what I'm grossin,
this shit come natural when money catch you could have you open.
Fuckin

The only thing I'm seein' I'd
Like to put an amend
On, perhaps a little more room
Here for the fixins, you know what
I'm talkin' about? Oh
We gon'

like cattle.
That's why I'm smoking this potent,
focused on what I'm grossin,
this shit come natural when money catch you could have you open.
Fuckin