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    I'm always talking shit, cause wherever I go I walk in shit
    And now they got me on some stalking shit
    Broad daylight, niggaz is crying, "But I don't want anyone to blast"
    So from the roof I pick em off like a scab
    And watch the slug bust a thug like a watermelon
    He shoulda thought about that before caught a terror
    And now another kid grows up without a daddy or a mommy
    Cause at the funeral I hit up the caddy,
    it's the army for real niggaz with nothing to lose
    Cause when it's time to go you don't get to choose
    I make the muthafuckin rules and I enforce it,
    shorty's people was loose hand so he lost it
    I took the joints and tossed them, in the river,
    at the same spot that I dumped
    This kid that didn't wanna give a nigga the combo, to the safe in the crib
    Look, money, that's why I did what I did

    {2 niggaz Talking.....}

    Mad stressed and I'm about to have a breakdown
    It's time for pops who got the store on the corner to have get a shakedown
    He hasn't paid for protection in like two months
    So I figured I'd leave him wit like two fronts
    I break up shit to let him know that I'm real
    Reminder, I know where you live so don't squeal
    Told him, next time I come, Have some paper for me
    Don't fuck around and turn into another caper for me
    Cause though he's cool all that cool shit stops
    And I be in the crowd talking bout, "Yo who killed pops?"
    It's a shame, he was caught up in the game and couldn't play it
    So I smoked him, I asked him "who's the man" and made him say it
    Three times, and that's how many times I hit him
    A nigga was acting like he didn't have to pay so I did him
    Yo I think this shit is going to my head (for real)
    But let that be a lesson, don't pay dues and you dead

    {2 niggaz Talking.....}

    A little birdie told me that the feds were on to me
    And they wanted to do something real wrong to me
    So I broke out, Blazed the L for a while
    Checked my sources and found my name was on file
    Under gun for hire and extortion, but yo I never use
    The same joint twice as a precaution and I heard this kid tried to set me up
    He knew I knew so he tried to wet me up
    See he was under investigation for drugs
    They set up all types of phone taps and bugs
    Then when they bagged him, money went out, reprisent (he was my friend)
    Said they'd let him go, all he had to do was snitch
    And I know now he wish they would have kept him
    Cause it was sweet how I crept him, wet him up then left him
    And that's for mufuckas that don't know
    Go against the grain and you feel the pain
    Aight yo?

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