It's that shit right here
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It's that big boy music!
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Yahmean?
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Thinkin of a masterplan me and my man
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hand to hand on the grind since a half a gram
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Understand even then you couldn't pass me hand
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was on the land all geared up and Dapper Dan
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Around the year of them classic jams
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I done seen niggaz get bitch slapped and ran
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Word to yam a few got rich and swam
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while I was sunk with they G packs trying to pump
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It's over, no closure cars gave niggaz exposure
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I was carried by Allah on his shoulders
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Sober my first AR in the hood
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Would of stuck a muhfucker and bring his truck if I could
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Understood I was strong headed
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But them streets and them guns gave me the wrong fetish
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Cool whatever, I'm here we can do whatever
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from the cars to clothes to the jewels whatever
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Why worry? I'll rest when I'm dead and buried
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so for now I'ma dress, get head and be merry
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(Muthafuckers)
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[Hook x2]
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My minds still in the grind you wouldn't understand
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It's been a long time since we was going hand to hand
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When the block was too hot we had the look out man
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Playing the corners to warn us soon as he saw the blue van
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[Cormega]
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Plans to conquer the street
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branded in my head like the mark of the beast
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My knowledge so ominous I plot in my sleep
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when I eat my niggaz eat
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We take the bitter with the sweet
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If I die few'll cry, less'll do a bid with me
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Once intrigued with money and fast cars
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stubbornly I sold crack to my mans moms
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Suddenly it troubles me so I asked God
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forgiveness for pasts wrongs and future sins
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Presently the coop I'm in
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View as heavenly as the roof of ?Sens?
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Like Vince Carter I'm too intense
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for dudes defense to stop me I abuse the rim
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Anybody can ball I do it to win
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Son it's +Doe or Die+, all that other shit aside
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Any sign of betrayal my nine'll improvise
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I spit the sickest rhymes
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Daydream of getting mines
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Fuck scales and just as I ?tri-beamed to digitize?
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Pure white perrico I cooked over a greasy stove
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From Brooklyn to Queens to O-T
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with keys I sold in a V
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So cold when I hit the street many people froze
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My team deaded the block till it decomposed
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And was under our complete control to each his own
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I don't sleep on niggaz in the street no mo
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Cause when shit hit the fan even Nino told
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[Hook x2]
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Redemption
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