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With all the utensils, who hang my China thing She half black half oriental 86 she got me rental The situation ain't accidental What? From a, from a young G

Whoooo!!) I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again) And to all niggas that do it I love [B.I.G.] To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!) To all my

top tray on Daytons Lifted side to side We hit the party deep Niggas was hawkin' me You could feel the vibe Of thick artillery Parliament was on, some O.G

Let me tell ya a little story 'bout my homeboy Ed Use to drink every day, straight 40's to the head You try to snap on him, he'd ask what you said You

Everybody step back from the mic As I set it off All playin' the wall It's time to sweat it off Anybody with staatic oh please try I'll do ya like Godfather

Yo nigga your moma got two feet growin' out of titties Bitch fell down and kept runnin' Off to the studio late night It's time to cut another track It

" Nose in the air,turnin' you down But you don't,you keep frontin' When all that's really on your mind is what? Kickin' conversation,ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' "Yo baby L.G

man drive, man! Fuck it! Just get the fuck outta here, man! We boned down Vernon, made right on Normandie Left on Florence, gettin' through the E.T.G