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" 5lood sets bix sets it's all to the good, I kan't knocK just for loven his hood ( I just kant) but homie, It's EASTSIDE OVER HERE, NIGGA WE RHIDE OVER HERE, AN U'LL NEVER BEE A TEAR INNA G'S EYES OVER HERE"%D%A%D%A Every nite waken up drenched from cold sweats,pillow soaken wet, chest got no breathe, heart still heavy from the pain that dreams left , still in dis-belief, this can't be rite , he to young to die , he aint live his life , nah fuk that , my nigga , he lived his life, an i aint one to decide if he lived it right, i jus kno that my nigga he lived it rite,for reall hustler, he could get you what ever you want, hood every day liqour , 3, 4 , blunts, a reall nigga , neva was the type to front , no stunts,he had beef, i had beef, i'd see you on point and then dump, wild youth , we'd steal bikes and hop fences, now they tryen to put'em down 72 inches, could see'em in his whip like thats, one, really fly nigga , watchen my nigga succeede like thats my nigga , read'n the orbituary like thats my nigga , not sleepen right cause thats my nigga , IN THE GROUND AND IM STILL YELLEN (MOOCHIE) THAT'S MY NIGGA. Young %D%AVerse 1 %Dll my lifetime i been hustlin nigga/ anything to make a quarter i was pumpin it nigga/ i had anything u wanted i was jugglin nigga/ but some niggaz hated my style couldn't stand my ways/ everyday a different bitch gettin layed all day/ they see me in that cedez coupe chrome wheels on 22's/ i'm tryna endorse nike get my own brand of tennis shoes/ there nuttin like it on top when u hot they feelin u/ but get mad when they see that coupe aint gotta a roof/ so they want a potatoe a nigga get thought of peelin u/ shyt take action all that talk and they aint hearin u yet/ aint nuttin like a hot lead bullet piercing ya flesh/ followed by another bullet just penetrating ya vest/ followed by two more desinagrating ya chest/ cuz u do anything just to get some respect/ and if a nigga aint feelin u then u aint really do shyt/ the rap game like batttle ship and u been ship recked/ if u feel u been disrespected then nigga raise ya teck/ and the only time we bust cautin shots is when we graze ya chest/ and i kno in ya mind you thinkin this some crazy shyt/ and i could never hate another nigga no not at all/ especially when the chain on my neck looks like a waterfall/ see i get what i want nigga at all cost/ i here niggaz cant eat like i started the holocaust/ i mean fuck what ya heard put a dick in ya ear/ this song gone be hot bout this time next year/ so yea i'm on my grind cousin/ yea money on my mind cousin/ i supply the coke u keep sniffin them lines cousin/ in my line of work you only care about self/ cuz if u look out for other niggaz you only failin ya self/ and u aint gotta say i'm hot i'm already feelin myself/ but if i pull that k up u betta fear ya health/ if u say this shyt aint hot u cot damn liar/ nigga dis only 1 third of six minutes of fire nigga %D%A%D%A%D%A%D%Averse 2- jus blaze %D%AI'll die before u see me in the bing/six open doors, like an eagle spreaden his wings/no championships here, but gotta couple of rings/ an got hooks and punches, like i stepped in the ring/so picture "jus" out getten knocked for his loot/index shift my first options to shoot/seat low, i got no top on the coupe/ nino brown, i putta few swats on the roof/3 tyme felons nigga ive even chilled wit some lifers/million dollar smokers, moved white to the pipers/right out the trunk of the viper/ so niggas taken shots from the trunk like the D.C. snipa/so ill be damned if u see ya boy sit ina cell / u mad i got ya baby moms hitten my cell/ when its beef it aint shit but some shellz/ A sinna, but got too much ice to be sitten in hell/ and your got damn right mann im maken'em sick/cause for every single day of the week its a different whip/an she getten turned on just to sit in the six/ but she cant find the door handle an its maken her sick/ so ill squeeze till there aint nutten left/ an i listened to BIG, he got me feelen like theres life after death/ so i done been to hell and back, like theres life after death/ so yall boys betta run when u see'em/ call cops when u see'em/ freash drop when u see'em/ cause im putten niggas underground like they runnen for freedom/ damn right mann im rhiden my dick/ jus blaze that sick/ HOOD FELLAS mann i am that shit// %D%A%D%AHOOK %D%A%D%Ayoung %Drd verse %D%Ai guess i gotta be the man to follow it up/ i gotta the suede interior in the impala the cut/ plus 3 thousand worth hittin right out the trunk/ i got the cap dropped low sittin back smokin truth/ plus a button when pressed decapatating the coupe/ and this registration giving me the liscence to shoot/ cuz when provoked aint no tellin what i'll do/ more than a felony plus skillz instigating shyt he yellin to shoot/ i mean ya verse might be hot but i aint feelin ya shyt/ and i aint tryna sound cocky but i'm riding my dick/ and i thank god for blessing me too and the rest of my crew/ i'm so sick that it's making you puke/and i aint tryna be pac all eyes on me/ i'm tryna flip a few grams a couple pies for me/ i'm tryna cook up that white powder chef boy r d/ and if you sellin shyt then thats more for me/and i aint really worried about the other competiton/ i'm tryna get that three stories for my mom to live in/ but i did some foul shyt in my live so i'll be gone till semptember/ but i pray on my knees till all forgivin/ and i dont like the industry casue it's too commercia/l i could never kiss no ones ass plus it's too much work too/ i rather stay on the streets put a couple fienes to work too/ shyt money like slave owners by the way it work you/ i'm tryna stock market the game dasdaq and dow jones/ thats why i reupped on weight bout the size of star jones/ made new additions to benz bout 5 this year alone/ and i'm still tryna get two mill off of ringtones/ i'm tryna get out of the hood quit callin the streets home/ but no matter where i go i cant leave the streets alone/ and dirty bitches just to make quick cheese they wanna bone/ and gold diggaz got young name stored in their cell phone/ i'm tryna connect with the maphia cuz i heard that they take care of ya/ but if u cross them once they wont hesitate to bury ya/ so if sayin competition i'm like who the fuck u comparin cuz/ with the switchblade i kno more tricks than harry cuz/ and fienes do anything just for a hit of fairy dust/ that y the rings and chains is the same color as a canary cuz/........... whoa!!! %D%A%D%AYea them HF boys fire Holla back let us kno wat u think %D%A%D%A%D%A His real names robert brite/ he aint kno about rap before me ,shit, i gave him life/ talken bout he fin to get signed to the roc/ more like this nigga got signed to my cock/ get off my dick// %D%AI bite, but every time i wright u luv it/ tell the people how u got ur ass whooped in public/ you aint known in tha streets,clown/ if that was me , i would've took the L, came back , an shot up jeans town/ now whats beef like big said / but i got big lead/ that tear through vests, flesh, and tear apart big heads/ Gangsta rap, nigga you's a disgrace/, what you do when B. went and punched you in ya face/(shit)/ you went and asked T.L. for fighten lessons/ but heres a few bars for your lifes progressions/fucken wit jus , i'll permanately end your session/ and holla at the boy"jus" if u doubt it/ i robbed this nigga, told him i did it, an he aint do nothen about it/ %D%A%D%A*new Shiwt*%D%A%D%Ajus Blaze%D%A Katch ya boi wip'n, dip'n, slide'n thru the P's/ wit prada on the jenas/ hunit thousand for the V's/ See me witta bad bitch, modell or a sleeze/ bet her mann get her bak wit skar'n on her knees/ fuk sunflowers if she take a mouth full of seeds/pinky on chill, lobes on freeze/ but keep thinken this trey-five^-seven dont squeeze/ I'll get acquitted before kuffs touchen my sleeves/An it seems like everybodies ninex mobsters/but put cha best up mann im shitten on rosters/piff by the zip-locks, blowe like the rostas/ but first nigga dis-respect, I'm reachen for my waist'N/ one shot ace'N/ blowen off his face'N/ now he's on the konkrette shiveren an shaken/but sircle round the blok tho just in kase he's faken/ I got niggas at the hospital just in kase he makes it/ ya'll wearen on my patience/ don't end up a patient/ kause all ya'll niggas is doin is cemetary reacen/hit'em wit the wire, gett'em for strangulation/ chok'em till his face as flu as the watch face'N/Bitch i'm the one u run from ,not chasen/prik i gott plenty heat/ so if he thinken that I'm sweet/ lay'em down twenty feet/(yea) now thats funerals for weeks/I suggest you bring ya heat/ Bring the drama to ya living room,the llama were u eat/ help ya gurl chew her food wit the bottum of my sneaks/all that shyt u was talken , was just bodien ya peeps/or ya dead when the key hit the ignition on ya jeep/or get sumthen that throw slugs to ur bed when u sleep/ snatch ya son outta day-kare, O-sama were u kreep/trust me u wont survive war/ why even try for/type won't rhide for/prolly go an hide for/fuk'N wit me, w3at u inna rush to die for//%D%A this new shyt for ya'll old shyt to me."I'm 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