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People got to have
(Gangsta)
Just that
(Just that)
My for murda
(Murda)
pounds of brown
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of big things they call shoppas

See I was raised in the
But tote guns distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one the bomb
Niggas about Miami but they scared to come
Leavin' family in danger just to play in the sun

Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin'
Like droppin' drugs up out of and keepin' dope in the house
Ain't my life to that 'cause it's over and out
how it is when you exposed in the south
See

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey)

All I need is big on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The reenactment of my murda
With no remorse and no
Hell, cuz I ain't even know this
The shit was deep I just let it go
I was shootin' 'bout my money
Fruitin' my dough, bitch
I his ass like the last muthafucka

Went in with them stunnas, out with them cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the jumpin' thumpin'
Bullet after bullet pumpin' fully after
You muthafuckas went in bad
I got 'em, that nigga begged for his life but I still shot him
I let him know bitch, this is how I feel ya
I asked him out but now his momma 'bout to hear him

I'm from the era of the goodfellas, you
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Nose Bob and Bo
I growed up on the turf Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird, that nigga was hurtin'
I take this back to thirties and vogue
Let's see that's way before them hammers and loaves
That's in the days the ave was jumpin'

nigga was gettin' money
Every was pumpin' and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different and a whole buncha new killas
Money, money,
time, goddammit I'll say it every time
Betta us murderers

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy think he paid, jumpin' out
AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do shit in Dade
Killer bee's, pictures plottin' killin' me
Them killed my dogg, hell naw it be
Gotta this shit, got SK's with extra clips
Holla "killer head", and make them flip the script

Cut it back to light, fake the left, rip the
Them feel my eyes, these bitches down to die
Pull right on the side, raise it up squeeze that
Went "bang, bang" till their brains hang
I live for this, so damn right I for this
And I get that feelin', ain't gon' be no hit or miss

All I need is big on the side of me
a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a half a of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey, hey)

(Gangsta)
Just that
(Just that)
My for murda
(Murda)
Couple pounds of
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big things they shoppas