[Verse 1: Young Chris]
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Check one, check two
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Show them what the Tech do
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Any nigga achoo
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A Smith & Wesson'll bless you
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Gunner still standing tall
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Don't know what the rest do
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Aim above the neck, so we don't care about what the vest do
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22, 25, 38 special
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40 caliber, 45, 50's to wet you
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With a note for death too
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Brought up in the pain
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Don't get caught up in the rain
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And sleep in death before they arrest you
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All black everything
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The skies, nigga guess who
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Young D. Jackson on the fly, nigga catch who?
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F you bitch ass niggas that's on my shit list
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Big tips to help you niggas out on your fitness
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First 48
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Make sure you never forget this
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If you catch him and beat him
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Gotta make sure you bury the witness
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Haters I'm shittin' on
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Get my Blake Griffin on
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Get the clippin' on
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Any nigga be ready to flip the strong
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Glock 23 like Mike
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I put the Pippen on
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33 extent, I'm retarded with it, I'm spittin' on
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Niggas out the kit is who diggin' their cemetary
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I'm a play a bitch for life
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Might have been in the bitch you married
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Young rich hustler
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Millionaire in due time
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Cam Newton in Auburn
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Kemba Walker in Uconn
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Sit them niggas down
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We stretch them out; futon's
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Bullets in their big ass heads; Jimmy Neutrons
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[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
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2 G's on my new sleeves
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Paper scenting the new breeze
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Smells like money and blue crees
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Don't bomb on my true speed
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Feel the Malibu breeze
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Bad bitches in cool keys
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Way to cool to be booed up
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Louis'ed down to the shoe strings
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One of the very few kings
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A Smith & Wesson burn
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There's no tellin' where added 2's graze
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30k on my mood ring
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Dirty play how we do things
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Burn your way with the blue flames
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"Hood drain" on your Boolean
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Who scared the crazy out ya, are you sane?
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It's getting easier
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Birdie flipped to the media
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Money's the only medicine
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Medicine, or we're leavin' ya
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Lost homies to ballin'
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I'm shittin' on you in front of all them
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Been in hell and back up
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Strapped up, now here's your order
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Money change weather, big bills make it feel like it's pourin'
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Thunderin' hail stormin' on them first thing in the mornin'
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More than likely hella icey
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I shift on niggas that wanna knife me
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Try and strike me
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Come right off your Nike
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Poverty don't play games
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Ain't no bullies, just bang bang
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Went to Philly and same thing
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Keep a milli and maintain
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Shh, not in my character
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Huh, a wonderful marriage
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I'm hooked, but I ain't mad at you
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Look, finally established the crook
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Took what I needed, fuck playin about a Brooklyn speed
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Chuck beat it
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Exotic readin' and hollow heated
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You can keep the love, my heart don't need it
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Made it out the bottom, hardest part completed
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Choose cards, odds and evens
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... YEAH!
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Flatline
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Young Chris |