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Yo is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka me of nigga that crack me
He aint the type you shoot dice and win dog
Unless you want to get your ass layed out in
Yes we soldiers, me Troy and E-Bags
When came through they hollored like 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey niggaz loved to get gully
Summertime had on black gloves and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up Cornbread
Them niggaz Philly would of called him an old head
But he an OG remind me of Chaz and real low key
Sounded like he didn't know nothing drama
For this money shit men do trauma
Switchy walked in son, this bitch had the ass
The bulletproof glass was rolled up on the
Heard in DC he kept mad in order
Picture this a young gettin it like Rich Porter
Sonny in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still his block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his changed
His man just got fucking by Salene
Heard he got it in the range nigga Bean one in his brain
Over some-thing his watch and his chain
Country boys off the hook there and Richmond main.
In the 740 I sat, hat turned back
Bow down baby nelly my wrist blinging What!
I'm on this nigga Wise we lost for two pies
Son he smokin shit I can see it in his eyes
up wise emotions closed
Most buying round looking for toast
hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men from B-More
They heroin in Maryland reverse back to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only meant cream
First it was him and his brother now he got a
Went 5 and a half grams to living the dream
City pulled up Goddamn you know his
Bentley is all in the door and floor match
Got the out the stash box popped 2 glocks
"All Eyez on Me" 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he floss
He on the same bullshit that Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts stunting he Nicky Barnes
He broke but he like he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga remind me of Haitian Jack
I peep his style son I know his stelo, He on the
He at niggaz mumbling fuck you in Creole
Heard war stories how he maneuver with the Ruger
Hold the iron and send shots through ya
Few niggaz tried to murk him, most them got
turnt away try to run they in wheelchairs now
Banks hopped out this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel, hat
Got out a Black he blew 90 on that
mad shit like he gonna bulletproof that lets go