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I ain't from nuthin', I'm young, wild, crazy and disgustin'
Better watch me 'cuz I'm coming with a oven by my
I'm scramblin' for the money, tape ya up a mummy
ya people and tell 'em I need 50 for this dummy
I'm runnin', and duckin', stuntin', ridin' and thuggin'
Dumpin' fire and bustin', lovin', and lustin'
Stealin', killin' and rapin', runnin', climbin' and
Strugglin', to make, get it, got it, I take it

Watch ya mister move ya purse miss
'Cuz I tote pistols and man, they burst quick
It's too late to hesitate, I was told there'd be days
But shit was yesterday and still I haven't ate
But dog that's how ya when ya bein' a thug
These niggas don't seem to feel me till seein' they blood
hide it though, I represent the 17th Carroll ton Holly grove
That's my

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
drops on dubs
We gon' live by

Make the catch a cut
pistol nigga what
Hit the and open up
We die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride on dubs
We gon' live by

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga
Hit the block and up
We die by that

We raised up lookin' at and brick walls
Foreign properties and pack menthols
Got us a fire connect and off
Got jammed with broad that rent cars
Wasn't tryin' to change the game, be in it
Didn't give a fuck if we for 3 minutes
Snatch all the hoes and and ree' tennis
Niggas can't the shit that we been in

niggas to get some cheap linen
The ones that refuse we put 'em to in it
Got up in the mornin' for and play hookie
Some of us is veteran some of 'em stay
Bitch talk to us if she wasn't fuckin'
Ya either be 'bout it or and keep truckin'
Police drew and tried to cross lines
We to the code we lived and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride drops on
We gon' live by

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by

If war came we held the fort down
Back, slowed up, we switched and pound
on point to make some more green
Get our away from dope fiends
had a habit, he supplied his own
Always hot 'cuz we ride with chrome
We kept a little for the ki's and bones
Crowds draw heat so we be's

We learned how to keep our mouth closed and
other motherfuckers fall off the block
24/7 all around the
We hustlin' of course in the spot
We had a chance to stop, we wasn't ready
Shit kept comin' so we made more
Police drew and tried to cross lines
We stuck to the we lived and died by it

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya in ya gloves
Ride on dubs
We gon' by that

Make the catch a cut
Soldier pistol what
Hit the block and up
We die by that

Now put ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya
Ride on dubs
We gon' live by

the snitches catch a cut
Soldier nigga what
Hit the and open up
We gon' die by