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People got to have
(Gangsta)
like that
(Just that)
My recipe for
(Murda)
Couple pounds of
(Pounds of brown)
Couple
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of big things they call shoppas

See I was in the slums
But niggas tote distribute and run
Watch out on the one and one the bomb
Niggas talk about Miami but scared to come
Leavin' they family in danger just to in the sun

Nigga, we did what you done and what you talkin'
Like droppin' drugs up out of town and keepin' dope in the
give my life to that 'cause it's over and out
That's how it is you exposed in the south
See

All I need is big on the side of me
a half a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey)

All I need is big on the side of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many niggas down to ride me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The of my first murda
With no remorse and no
Hell, cuz I ain't even know nigga
The shit was I couldn't just let it go
While I was shootin' my money
bout my dough, bitch
I his ass like the last muthafucka

Went in with them stunnas, came out with cuttas, cut up
You shoulda seen the muthafucka jumpin'
Bullet bullet pumpin' fully after fully
You muthafuckas went in bad
I still got 'em, that nigga begged for his but I still shot him
I let him bitch, this is how I feel 'bout ya
I asked him out but now his momma 'bout to about him

I'm from the era of the goodfellas, you
Nigga like Big Ike, Big Bob and Bo Dilly
I up on the turf watchin' Murph and them
Murph dropped the top on the bird, that was hurtin' them
I take this shit back to thirties and
Let's see that's way before Bama-ass hammers and loaves
in the days when the ave was jumpin'

Every nigga was gettin'
Every corner was and jumpin'
Huh, but now we in the new era
A new game a different thang and a whole buncha new
Money, money,
Every time, goddammit say it every time
Betta us murderers

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a pound of
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I is big guns on the side of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
Straight do or die that'll die for me
How niggas down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

The boy he gettin' paid, jumpin' out
AK's, on the ground they lay
That's how we do shit in Dade
Killer bee's, snappin' plottin' killin' me
killed my dogg, hell naw it couldn't be
Gotta straighten this shit, got SK's with extra
Holla "killer head", and them bitches flip the script

Cut it to light, fake the left, rip the right
Them feel my eyes, these down to die tonight
right on the side, raise it up squeeze that thang
Went "bang, bang" till their muh'fuckin' hang
I live for this, so right I kill for this
And when I get that feelin', gon' be no hit or miss

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a half a brick of yay and a of weed
do or die bitches that'll die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

All I need is big guns on the of me
'Bout a a brick of yay and a pound of weed
Straight do or die bitches die for me
How many down to ride with me
(Hey, hey, hey)

(Gangsta)
Just like
(Just that)
My recipe for
(Murda)
Couple pounds of
(Pounds of brown)
DT's
(Couple DT's)
Fo' or five of them big they call shoppas