Heeeyyy!!
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Yeah! Po!
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For all my niggas locked under the cell (this gangsta mash)
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All my niggas (turn this shit up) in Heaven
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While niggas was alive it was Hell, gotta be Heaven after that
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Check it
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[Verse 1]
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P-O, nuthin more to it
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I'm gully, what I really been through it
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From the stoop to the coupe and everything in between
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Vicariously through me niggas live out they dreams
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All the ones in the sky are up in the Bing
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I do it for them when I'm cracking them rims
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See me doing donuts over pot holes
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Bustin' off Roscoes like fuck it I'll buy a new set tomorrow
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I'm the horror the system built
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Suck liquor out my moms tits instead of milk
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I'm society's filth, shit I feel no guilt
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Welfare couldn't feed Po, what the fuck I need more (mo' mo' mo')
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Catch me posted up in one pivot
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By the looks of my arm and palm its been a blizzard
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Bitches wanna know who that nigga Po?
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When you think of me just think of snow
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All white hard white masterpiece all white it's alright
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I could take you out the Nikes and put you in some things
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Have you lookin' like somethin', diamond buttons
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It's the predicate felon, million dollar rhetoric
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Tellin' spittin' thesis from my Corniches
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Leaving niggas speechless, can't talk with a gun in your throat
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Yeah I'm loke, been around to much dope
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All my life brain ain't never been right
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Don't hear shit I ear shit
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Niggas lose sight, it's bigger than mic's
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Come fuck with the kid
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OG's look at me like that's how I live
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Niggas look from the sky like yeah I still live
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Resurrected through the necklace or the gold-coated SIG
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Gangsta's never die as long as I'm alive
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And when I go its gon' be another Po
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[Chorus]
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For all my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Everything that I do
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When you see that watch blue its for you
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When you see that coupe with no roof its for you
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For all my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Everything that I do
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Kid that I fried around the way was for you
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This connect that I tied the other day was for you
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[Verse 2]
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Yellow tapes, yellow bottles and yellow rocks
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Its the number one gunner pop-pa-pop-pop!
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Hard top, windows black, that's the way I gangsta mash
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Coming through bumping Thriller like I'm really a killer
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Who you know fuckin' with me? Them niggas is bitter
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Know I hit you when it's burning and numb
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Who you? Screw you just for burning your gums
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Get it right - I'm him, y'all just rhymin
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Noise over beats y'all niggas hymen
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Ma this shit is real, I'm buying jet fuel
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And the cuts on my shit is Princess Blue
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You fuck with the kid, you get Princess too (fa' sho')
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What? Your boyfriend a rapper?
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This between me and you
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And that's just how my niggas would want it
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America's most-wanted, station name: P-O
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Niggas know
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[Chorus]
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For all my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Everything that I do
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When you see that watch blue its for you
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When you see that coupe with no roof its for you
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For all my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Everything that I do
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Kid that I fried around the way was for you
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Connect that I tied the other day was for you
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All my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Everything that I do
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Bitch I hit with the long dick was for you
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Bong! Bong! 8 times its for you
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All my niggas who ain't here with me, you still here with me
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Walk with me, talk with me
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Let that sawed off shit bark off with me
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What's up with my niggas? I'm with my niggas
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Pus, Pee, windy facilities, Sauce, Neil, uh...
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Here With Me
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| Shyne |
