(Hook)
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I reload on that corner
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Momma told me, please stay off that corner
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Thinks that we from California, on that corner
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Plus, that liquor store is right there on that corner
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Ooooo, ho, hustlers keep my homie down on that corner
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Y'all get caught, first kids, on that corner
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I'm besides you, I can't fail, puff that corner
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Shout out to my niggas on that corner
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(Verse)
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My momma told me, baby, please stay off that corner
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Yeah, it's crazy, she knew how the police stay on that corner
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Cause shawty when my gada told them ease up on that corner
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But shawty ain't out there, she gon' blow for me, that's what's on that corner
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Yeah, for nothin' ova here, gotta keep a gun ova here, but don't come ova here
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Cause we got them drugs ova here, the drum ova here, you don't wanna hear
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The drum ova here. Fourty rounds, man down, so best get out, run for nun ova here
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You don't wanna see the lights in your face, I ain't talking a parade walk,
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Talking real pipes in your face, ran other pipes in his sprain
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It's nice when they say, high deal, kill a nigga, 'till you gotta kill a nigga
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Roll a dice, play it safe
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War down on the block, pull a round up on the Glock,
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Hit the lights, watch out for the jakes
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Niggas blind, run the streets, watching mass up
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Niggas gotta wiped at the Apollo, holler
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Put the odds, let them swallow, then we got 'em
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Please forgive me, Father!
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(Verse)
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Probably the only one that don't need lawyers
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Niggas know we finessing on normal
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All you is cool, no informers
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When I come on first case, niggas pointing
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Niggas snitching, I kill you, that's pointless
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And I lost some niggas to that corner
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Work the packs, I was hugging that corner
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Jaguar, tryna sneak on that corner
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Hell, nah, I ain't going like that
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Shootouts, tonight we strapped
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All this clear, I'll be right back
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Sent shots, we sending them right back
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Rap hand, take the pigeons, don't laugh
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It's the grime that get your lights stashed
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I know a lot of niggas that are down like that
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I'm talking state drop, no act
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All drink, I don't pull down a nigga's stow
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I move, on my life, all the missing dough
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And if you here, leave the battle like a mistletoe
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RP to them niggas that we're missing, though
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Me and her, one word, that's sad
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Clean the money, all the reason niggas rap
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Don't rap, just ride back to the trapping
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On the corner, day and night, no lucky star
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(Verse)
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Know me, y'all niggas smoking weed
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Nightmare right then and there corner
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100D, read shit, 30 clips, if he cocky,
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Get flipped on that corner
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Boy rock, all the pipes and skulls
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If you get Vitto and Tito
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Real niggas from A long time ago
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Down right n them corners
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A lot of niggas, they join 'em
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A lot of niggas start pointing
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Me and Mac had to get it on the grind and
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Damn, lot of niggas get choices
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Boy, I remember them nice
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I started hearing their voices
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Telling me to slow down, I ain't give no attention
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Cause I'm down with that corner
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I wasn't in it for attention or a name
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I ain't in it for the money or the fame
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I ain't in it for myself, I ain't in it for my hell bitch
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I'm in it for my niggas with a game
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On The Corner
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| Lil Herb |
