If it's
cash then pass it,
kush then pass it
Gun made of plastic, I bury the bastard
Even poppin' em when he
up in the casket
Anything I'm on is a classic
School of hard knocks, R -class,
draw your gun the fastest
No remorse of course,
I blasted the masses
Come from the hood where
they don't give out
Only respect niggas that
run with assassins
If it's cash then pass it,
kush then pass it
Gun made of plastic, I bury the bastard
Even poppin' em,
when he up in the casket
Anything I'm on is a classic
School of hard knocks, R -class,
draw your gun the fastest
No remorse of course, I blast the masses
Come from the hood where they
don't give out
Only respect niggas that run with assassins
I been on the low where the cash is,
the shit is dead real
Waterproof gun, up in the bath kid
I'm an SD with IROC
Sickness, money hungry,
so you know I'm keepin' it non -cock
The bead in the cave, I treat you like a hoe
If you step on my toes
it's like your feet in the grave
Better get out the way,
I pull a he down to spray
You and your man won't live
to see another day
Street niggas gon' dump to this,
bump to this,
pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll a blunt to this,
get drunk to this,
won't you let a nigga fuck to this
Street niggas gon' dump to this,
bump to this,
pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll a blunt to this,
get drunk to this,
won't you let a nigga fuck to this
I sell records to the crip niggas, b -boys
Block runners, jack artists,
pimp niggas, d -boys
Gotta keep my money up,
could hustle in my sleep, boy
Bust a brick down and run through it in a week,
boy
Tuesdays and Thursdays,
I'm paying for the sweet, boy
You know what I'm sayin',
they be playin' for keeps, boy
That means I keep some mail in the stash
I got the plug a thousand grams
for like twelve and a half
Since twelve and a half,
I had the prices on the weight
My boys from the border
put the icing on the cake
And then we turn around
and spin the cake on the ice
Hustle hard so the fiends
keep the bass on they pipe
My young niggas hitters,
they shake and they bite
And don't got a problem
with takin' your life
When I die, I want my tomb
stone to read
Headlines, the realest nigga
ever known to breathe
Street niggas gon' dump to this,
bump to this
Pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll up blunt to this,
get drunk to this
Why don't you let a nigga fuck to this?
Street niggas gon' dump to this,
bump to this
Pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll up blunt to this,
get drunk to this
Watch me let a nigga fuck to this
I sell records in Dago in the Bay
KC, Ohio, ATL in Wyoming
Them goons known to ride 3 -5 -4
Chestnut Ravine, I'm on the side
Known for homicide and riding with llamas
Like my life's rounded with
decimals and commas
Shit, pure math
Like I got three days to get ten
To the 404 on the freeway
I touch down and hit my
plug in the 4th ward
Meet a cent buck here,
Marriott, 4th floor
Don't wanna go there,
heat it with the 4th floor
Re locate the work to they 03, 4th floor
After they pay for the thangs 11 .30,
reppin' 619 Club 112 makin' it rain
When I die,
I want my tombstone to read
Here lies the realest nigga
ever known to breathe
Niggas gon' dump to this, bump to this
Pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll up blunt to this
Get drunk to this
Won't you let a nigga fuck to this
Street niggas gon' dump to this
Bump to this
Pull the heat out the trunk to this
Street bitches roll up blunt to this
Get drunk to this
Won't you let a nigga fuck to this
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