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Check how I kick it, when I was wicked, around the way
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Hold my Tec, cuz my niggaz pump by day
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Drugs and thieves hit the eve of the night
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Niggaz who fake real, come on a real flight
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Six feet deep in the creep
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Mic technique got a nigga locked down for a week
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Word is bond, shit is on like this
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Gotta move, cuz I'm on a nigga hitlist
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You know the kid with the rock from up the block
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Hit him up with the glock now his pops on my rooftop
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Ridiculous to think you're hittin me
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You're not hittin me you're gettin me upset with the threat
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But I'm a little nigga from the heart of Bucktown
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My stomping ground is Brooklyn bound
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Fuck what you heard, it's about what you hit
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And if that's your girl, then your bitch ain't shit
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Fuckin all my niggaz cuz they know Black Moon
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Shit iz real yo, pass that boom
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Never parlay without a L
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Inhale the first hit for all my niggaz locked in jail
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Then go for dolo on a coup, laundry
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Shoot the wack in the back and I'm aight all day
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It's hot, shit is on ask the cops
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Tell the dreadlock that I rule the block
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Ease back, nuff man ah die like that
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Eyah pussy all de X-amount of shot in your back
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Word to my hardrocks on Franklin Ave
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Feel the bloodbath of the aftermath
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The wrath of Duck Down, Bucktown is real
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Word to my nigga Five Ft on the steel
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on a nigga who faked the jack, yo lift it back
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Fuck where you're from, it's about where you're at
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Where your gat? Whenever you in Bucktown
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Shit iz real, all you hear is the sound
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I'm real, shit iz real, fuck the raw deal
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Pick up the bitch in the back by the field
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on the word, shit is heard in two-third
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Pump herb to my niggaz from a nickel bag of absurd
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On-The-Real is locked down, what?
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Beast can't step one foot in Bucktown
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Mr. Ripper hit your back up with holes
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All my niggaz on G mad lows knows
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all about the breaker of the cash
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Nigga nasty-ass, hittin all on my Bill Blass
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I got a vibe in site, hmmm
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Maybe cuz I had to get it on last night
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With a nigga from up the block, who walked the rock
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Drill him, but in another game I'ma head swell him
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And when it comes to loading clips
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Niggaz talk shit get hit with the Tec at the hip
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Straight from Bucktown, U.S.A.
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All my niggaz must represent eryday
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on the steel, shit iz real word to Feel
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Shit iz real, yo shit is mad real
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Shit Iz Real
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