Young aggressor, born into the life of crime
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I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines
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Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, G dub stacking figures
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Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers
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Jay De Lucas put me with the fam to grow
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I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow
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I had hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
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My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
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Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
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I blacked out on them and started my own clan
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Black Gambino, black suits, black Syndicate
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My crime fam was tight, every move was intricate
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The coke was brought in from bad Colombian mules
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Gorgeous women that I draped down in jewels
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Streets fight started, mafia wars in Italy
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Crime fam against fam and no one could do diddly
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Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads
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Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes
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Follow no family rules, rules are for fools
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Chase the paper 'cause it's the cash that rules
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Rise Of The Black Suits
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Andrew Kelley |