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Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

See I done said so much (so much)

I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say

I done cried so much (so much)

I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away

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That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my chain is (Quiet)

That's how it be coming up on my block (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my watch (Quiet)

Hold up, shhh, keep your mouth shut

Them street sweepers will come through and clean your house up

Us Detroit niggas call that yellow-taping the scene

My south niggas call it chopped up, you know

We put money on it when it's real, they call me mr. fifty a head

I'm sending ten niggas to kill ya at ten until

Every man got an expiration date and a price

All my revolvers got the spinnin' wheel

I make the Lord you pray to appear tonight like Vanna White

Them racketeering chargers startin' to look like a tennis deal

I caught it, got it in my backyard guarding the weed and lookin' like some spinnish spiel, but still I'm dealin' raw

From selling to buying weed, actually I'm stealin' all

I'm the last of a dying breed that I'm out here killing off

Four of my closest friends don't know their papas so I pull out rows of dollars to show 'em these real forefathers peelin' off

Get money

See I done said so much (so much)

I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say

I done cried so much (so much)

I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away

Quiet

That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my chain is (Quiet)

That's how it be coming up on my block (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my watch (Quiet)

Shhh, I should have been born deaf mute

Talkin' get you stripped naked

Shootin' at your feet, dancin', till chip and dale's at your rescue

If there's a wrinkle oppress you

Look, time is money, I'm on EST

Keep playin, light up your block like Christmas E-v-e

I'm the new edition of poison: BBD

For that my niggas astound you: EBT

I let a hot line sting 'em, you and the cops while I'm singin'

Ever since you left the city, now they hotline's blingin', hmm

Seen a paddy wagon cruisin' and I'm deducin'

That they are only movin' cause all the rumors that you in

If I had to draw a conclusion all the gangsters we losing is

Because of the illusion, you are not in collusion with

The voice is where I'm is causing all this confusion

And they wouldn't even know, but y'all tellin' what niggas doin'

See I done said so much (so much)

I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say

I done cried so much (so much)

I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away

Quiet

That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my chain is (Quiet)

That's how it be coming up on my block (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my watch (Quiet)

I'm going on an AK-a-thon

Throw a Bible at some shallow waters right before I go and pray upon

Double parked, custom license plates says I can pay a fine

I ain't in the zone, I'm in the mother fuckin' lay-up line

Speaking of lay ups, we do homi's based on how we doin'

Last lay up line I was in was a body viewing

I'm preoccupied with the Earth's ills, good 'erbals

First meal was milk, I milk these niggas for my first meal

Full circle, off of just talking I can tell types

But I still give that bitch my whip test

If she not exhausted then she can easily tailpipe

Playin' that dirty hand I was dealt, don't complain to me nigga, tell Christ

I'm standing over coffins with hammers and screws, with a sickness

Man a cure wouldn't hand a nigga these nails right

Only hand-me-down I had was inherited head lice

But nothing's more bugged out as my head size, I live twice

E'ery day, one for the body of Martin Luther King, I'm dead nice

Rest call me Malcom, they want me dead because I'm dead right

Ask me to spell die, I'm a accidentally spell dice

I can shelve a label with my shelve life

I'm a rider, but still I steal bikes

Out of the field, terrorizing reptiles and field mice

I'm cut like I'm touched, a blind man with braille spikes

I'm deep, I could break up a mother fuckin' whale fight

See I done said so much (so much)

I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say

I done cried so much (so much)

I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away

Quiet

That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my chain is (Quiet)

That's how it be coming up on my block (Quiet)

Stylist be the same color my watch (Quiet)