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[00:12.07]Tony Coles
[00:13.96]Ayy
[00:15.17]In the back with a b-, gettin' sky high
[00:16.86]Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
[00:19.42]Pull up Mercedes 450, babe, let's ride
[00:21.91]- try me, he stupid, get chastised
[00:23.75]These - p-, they never be outside
[00:25.64]How we beefin', ain't never been shots fired?
[00:27.58]Come from the block, b-, we stuck like a stop sign
[00:29.65]You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
[00:31.49]No, you not havin' s-, b- -, stop lyin'
[00:33.62]Beat his ass with this Drac' 'til he stop tryin'
[00:35.48]Know he remember that call, told him stop cryin'
[00:37.64]Just don't play and you good, stay off my line
[00:39.38]I came a long way from hittin' licks, duckin' one time
[00:41.65]I almost died in them streets, now the sun shine
[00:43.43]Now all my pockets on full, feel like, "Baby, this my time"
[00:46.17]And we stay with them sticks like a drum line
[00:47.97]Me and my - be out like a umpire
[00:50.15]And we strapped, don't get hit with that gun fire
[00:51.96]Remember kick door, sellin' low, what a fun time
[00:54.16]Me and Hotboy been thuggin' since lunch line
[00:55.95]Come from the Grove, but that Nawf like my bloodline
[00:58.16]If he swing, bet I come with a clothesline
[00:59.92]Can't - with the ho if she cute, but the ho lyin'
[01:02.19]Cut her off, if she tell, then the ho dyin'
[01:03.93]Four in the pineapple Fanta, it's go time
[01:06.15]We done - 'round and found us a gold mine
[01:08.05]Mix the purp' with the drink, make me slow down
[01:10.18]Nigga reach for this chain, bet it go down
[01:12.24]- play gangster, be rattin' the whole time
[01:14.12]That's why if you ain't gang, you can't come 'round
[01:16.04]I got - stayed solid, that's since I was doin' push-ups
[01:18.60]Countin' down, yellin', "Free mine"
[01:19.68]In the back with a b-, gettin' sky high
[01:20.87]Pretty brown skin and she gangster, I call her my left eye
[01:23.42]Pull up Mercedes 450, babe, let's ride
[01:25.63]Nigga try me, he stupid, get chastised
[01:27.72]These - p-, they never be outside
[01:29.61]How we beefin', ain't never been shots fired?
[01:31.59]Come from the block, b-, we stuck like a stop sign
[01:33.61]You can't claim the gang if you ain't my kind
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