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[Verse One]
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I gotta mouth full of rock's, with some
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Can in my ass, gotta watch my
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Fuckin' back for the police pass
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So I hit the Eagle set, I saw my nigga Shawn
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Jumped off my butt, and said what's goin' on
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Big Hugh, was on the corner gankin' fends for crack
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Money Mike was gettin' paid, that's how I knew he had a stack
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We rollin' through the Grove, fittin' other nigga's sets
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Cuz the Molly Branch nigga's, quick to put you in check
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[Chorus]
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Now biggegy biggegy bitch, where they at?
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Where they at? Shake it wash it
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Seein' a soldier, get the gat, get the gat
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[2x]
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[Verse Two}
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I hit the Tenth Ward through that STP
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Annotseacion, roots off, and valets
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Since ya wanna go to war nigga, go to war
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Wanna slang some fuckin' nine, take a walk on Chipaewa
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[Chorus-2x]
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[Verse Three]
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I hit the Third Ward through the CP-3
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Then them hoes started to jock cuz they know it was me
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Now them nigga's on Calve is a rat-tat-blaster
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Wanna talk that fuckin' shit, take a walk on Errata
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The miggegy Magnolia, the wild Magnolia
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Saw my cousin Juvey, cuz I know he was an hustler
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The Melphomene queen hang on Josephine
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Suck a nigga dick, like ya do in a dream
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[Chorus-2x]
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[Verse Four]
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I had an Powder Shop, that was based on Eagle
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Servin' twenty sac's and them bitches was illegal
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Eightball, sixtheen, eight quarters, and even ounces
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Makin' big bank, now I'm bouncin' biggegy bouncin'
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Seven gram's and a quarter I mixed it with some water
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Put it in a test tube and watched the bitch get harder
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Some go for $250, some go for $300
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Some nigga's cook it up and bound to make some money
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Move a half a bird a day, got no time to play
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I'm not from rag to riches, but I know I'm on my way
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Hiked up with a boot and I know them nigga's know it
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Take a purse, and no fork myself it's time to get loaded
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But it's all bout business, cuz I'm in it to win it
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If you step on my toes I'ma turn into a menace
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Front nigga's in my way, try'na make a quick buck
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But it really don't matter, cuz we all comin' up
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[Chorus]
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I had a Powder Shop that was based on Eagle
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Come with thirty gee's and ya bound to get served
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[2x]
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[Verse Five]
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On a all night flight a nigga was spooked
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We saw nigga's we didn't know, but knew what to do
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Cuz we had are gat's cocked, ready to let cap's pop
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To bust a nigga ass, watch another nigga drop
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The very next day, it was the same o'l thing
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I'm opened up my Powder Shop, so I can slang and slang
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Because a bitch ass nigga, can't stand to see you comin' up
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Cuz it's a dirty ball game, that's why ya don't give a fuck
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Moved up to a bird, with a hell of a nerve
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If you come with thirty gee's ya bound to get served
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A money hungry nigga, know I ain't go lie
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Only the strong survive, I wanna piece of the pie
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No I'm never gonna stop, steady watchin' nigga's drop
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Makin' bank on my set, slangin' out my Powder Shop
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[Chorus-From Last Verse-2x]
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Powder Shop
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| Lil Slim |
