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Intro: man

Spark shit up
And fly
Oh my
ohhhh
Ahhhh
heyyy

Verse sticky fingaz

I'm a
A in the dirt is what I'm holding
mad polo but only if it's stolen
I got no morals my is in the gutter
Kid I'll open up your face my orange box cutter
Soak you when you least it
Before I met russel I had a jail record
Plus nothing ever me when I was at home
These evil streets got a of their own
My pops left me for dead with just the on my back
I grew up crack
And learning to drive a car
I got smarts and I use intuition
I can spot an undercover with my x-ray
And if anybody test me out
They gonna make me kill them and throw away my
I'm my mothers first born, her bad seed

Verse two: fredro a.k.a. never

Its all about the next
The cocaine, and acres
For the ah
Snatchin the green
Me and my crew roll in the of the twilight
The highlight
When the shit don't go right
Its so tight it's
A nigga hayz in
Got 'em geezing for a
Then the thickens
On point like rod
ticking
Makes the hardest niggas clicks ticking
Hitting stash
And like and expert
Cover ya
And conceal that shit

Chorus: man

is for the gun slingers
Noise
This is for the crack
ringers
This is for the
And everyday
And all my hood hustlers who know where we

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Verse three:

Its all about the $50,000
Dice and ice chains
We out of the average niggas range
Rings and remy mixed henny
Chicks with sucking disk in the infinity
nigga had mad deco
Fucking petro the nickel blow
All you was the gun echo
On a dead nbight I get my right
red lights no headlights
Pumping buddah in a benz
out mac 10's
Its just the of fucking cigarettes
Broke with assed out
Took 2 puffs and out
Woke him up 21 shots of penicillin
him up
I guess thought it was
Yo chill kid kid, chill kid you livin'
Aye yo jb hit me one

Verse method man

Its the blaze be johnny
Not many can do that ass raunchy
Lyric to the muzak we
Watch out for the that be holding
fucking up your colon
Of course it's
Verbal
We can walk these dogs through all 5 of new york
Some
While other walk
In my tryin' to hide thoughts
lies in my ears
Got me questioning my
That be show and prove don't belong here
I be the in hells kitchen
Pop in the clip and hit the dj if the skipping
My competition keep me at arms distance
I know myself onion niggas don't listen
I shoot the
Got no for that wiz bitchin'
I'm about to in 5 seconds
The ticking consider this another mission
Impossible as he gets
Uncut up your nostril
We
on take another if you dare
The reason why it's so raw it's real
I swear by the on my chin chiggy chin
To the day I die I the grimy niggas
The ones who can't afford hillfigger
The down and johnny fill niggas

2x