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been there, did that, crips I done shot em up
grind more fourth down, bricks I done got em up
dope 4 everyday of the week
I got a all night spot, I tell them bitches I don't pay em to sleep
when niggas ask about the studio, I say Im on the block again
theres money on the streets, I can probly make it pop again
but they don't wanna give him no bricks
so I just reach in my jacket, go on my waist and give em the fifth
yea. your boys back with the proper team
when they think I'm wearing red Ima rock the green
on a whole nother episode, cops never heard it yet
the other side hiding down the block from the murder set
catch him anywhere with the fifth
when its on hot on New, he g-riding from the clare to the bricks
so gangsta how he switched from the clare to the bricks
niggaz hate it but there scared of the the fifth
I got a team of killers
all murder, my team the realest
but the others don't seem to feel us
I give a fuck about them
I couldn't make it with them, and I'm still stuck without em
I hit rock bottom and couldn't get nothing out em
but he a turky now, I wanna take the stuffin out him
friends become foes in the hardtimes, seen enough without em
u ain't thinking, crew or team, we finna wet this bitch, he under water
yea,like the pressure cooker, man Ill stress ya
40's hit ur front door and shake ur grand ma dresser
hundred hours, hundred bucks for every gram I left ya
Hussein the realest nigga breathin hot damn I betcha
and Kadafi I'm telling every Pac fan I miss ya
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