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Intro: man

Spark that up
And fly
Oh my
Heyyy
Ahhhh
Eiiii

Verse one: fingaz

I'm a
A dick in the dirt is what I'm
Sporting mad polo but only if stolen
I got no morals my is in the gutter
Kid I'll open up your face with my box cutter
Soak you when you expect it
I met russel I only had a jail record
Plus ever hurt me when I was at home
These streets got a mind of their own
My pops left me for dead with the clothes on my back
I grew up selling
And learning to a car jack
I got street and I use intuition
I can spot an undercover my x-ray vision
And if anybody me out there
They gonna make me kill them and away my carear
I'm my first born, her last bad seed

two: fredro star a.k.a. never

Its all about the next
The cocaine, props and
For the ah
Snatchin the green
Me and my crew in the zone of the twilight
The news
When the next shit don't go
Its so it's blazing
A squeezed hayz in
Got 'em geezing for a
Then the plot
On like rod strickland
ticking
Makes the hardest clicks stop ticking
Hitting they
And like and expert
ya tracks
And that dirty shit

Chorus: man

is for the gun slingers
Noise
This is for the slingers
Bell
This is for the
And everyday
And all my hood hustlers who know we headin'

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Verse sonsee

Its all the $50,000 cars
games and ice chains
We out of the niggas price range
Rings and remy with henny
Chicks with fendi sucking disk in the
This nigga had mad
Fucking petro the nickel blow
All you was the gun echo
On a dead nbight I get my head
red lights no headlights
Pumping in a black benz
out mac 10's
Its just the smell of cigarettes
niggas with assed out
Took 2 puffs and out
Woke him up with 21 of penicillin
him up
I thought it was hempacillin
Yo chill kid lamp kid, chill kid you
Aye yo jb hit me one

Verse method man

Its the blaze that be
Not many shots can do that ass
Lyric to the we rolling
out for the niggas that be holding
Raunchy up your colon
Of course it's
assault
We can walk dogs through all 5 boroughs of new york
talk
While other individuals
In my square to hide thoughts
Spreading lies in my
Got me my peers
That be show and prove they don't here
I be the in hells kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the dj if the skipping
My competition gotta keep me at distance
I know myself onion head don't listen
I shoot the
Got no time for that wiz
I'm to blow in 5 seconds
The clocks consider this another mission
Impossible as he gets
Uncut blowing up nostril
We
Come on take another if you
The reason why it's so raw it's real
I swear by the hairs on my chin chiggy
To the day I die I represent the grimy
The ones who can't tommy hillfigger
The down and johnny fill niggas

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