Listen up I got a story to tell...
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Listen up I got a story to tell...
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This one's about Puerto Rican ruiz gold covering two teeth
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Unpredictable nigga, always in some new beef
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at school he plans robberies on his loose leaf
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only 17 wit the mind of a true theif
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never had the patience required to make it
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so he takes it, flossin wit the next man bracelet
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playin the block wasted
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and nobody'll smoke wit him cuz 9 times outta 10, he laced it
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revolver in his back-pack
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money blendin in cuz he half black
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movin through the hood like a lab rat
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never been a good student
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cuz his whole wigs poluted
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similar to the niggas he recruited
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like nappy head chris, pretty ricky, and ronnie
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became best of friends cuz everyone of em grimey
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before they met, they all did they share of dirt
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now that they together situations only got worse
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see brew? he the mastermind always got a mission
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but his trigger finger itchy so the average nigga listen
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he said his neck glisten cuz he caught a nigga slippin
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in the benz wit a system with his lady friend kissin
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but now this niggas sittin
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breakin down chumps on top of they textbooks
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gettin ready for they next jux
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and he a big timer, i know his girlfriend Rolanda
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she live uptown by Pearl's Diner
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the only thing left now is to find her
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and get in her vagina, and send Ricky, the bitch picky
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weeks passed with her is no quickies
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and walkin through the city
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his eyes tattooed on her titties
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they stopped for drinks
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drinks led to the crib
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crib led to the bed
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bed led to a head
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he popped the question, she said exactly where he stayed at
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cuz he cheated on her twice and this is a way of payback
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now he on his way back to Queens
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weapon in his jeans
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goin over the directions to the cream
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but while he was gone, Ronny and Chris got arrested
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doing a side jux nobody really expected
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now shits gettin hectic
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a 4 man army turned to 2 niggas
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4 arms and 2 triggers
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but they aint care, they can smell the money in the air
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bust in the house, loaded chrome stuffed in his mouth
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made him sit the fuck on the couch, snuffin him out
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and ran to the back room, punchin holes through the bathroom
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they found the stash
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ziplock bags full of cash
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along side of some potent ass hash
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a week passed, brew actin funny
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cuz he aint like the idea of another nigga wit money
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yeah...
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I Got A Story To Tell
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Lloyd Banks |