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I knew this brother named Stong He meet a girl, in minutes he lay her Trucked jewels Hands in ice Been to prison not once, but Kept a thick posse of thugs and Crooks and And vet Who were up to no But they all stood him And his back That's the way To on the track But yo Mitch got rushed by the feds last They snatched by the Of his white Took a inside And did they see Two keys and a of P.C.P Oh shit, the crashed subliminal Three strikes, that's criminal So of goin' under He snitched on his posse at the crib And sipped and Rossi Sold out his crew rat named Mitch
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I knew guy That was never fly act cool Even he tried When we played He cried When he told stories, he lied A brother Who was the cool part He had the But was missin' the true When we would He would always go quick So he took And he still got his ass But now he's And he kicks his ass it comes from problems That he had in the like blacks Claims he's class Joined the police, got himself a Now he the streets And out to jack Doggin' brothers they usually don't fight back Got a partner And he asked for And night Another head they So now big man But he ain't shit
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Out one night with my And new kid I didn't homeboy, but evil E did So I he was cool We in his ride Rag top on Daytons Lifted to side We hit the party was hawkin' me You could the vibe Of artillery Parliament was on, some O.G I put my back to the And felt my pistol All of a started trippin' Flippin', the record skippin' Wildin', fools lockin' up Gats The room started up Me and he hit the And then the door My boys let off an automatic But when we it out to the ride It was gone, we had to it out Side by Punk left us there to die in a
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So if you're Why we are at you Funny if you You tell a brother got a lot of money But you don't Yo lad you what I be frontin' I'ma tell you You act you can fight But when a real fight You find out Your I'ma do it eyes, do it eyes No, you ain't, man No, you come A brother you've got back up But you don't You why I even hit you with my fist I'd smack that out of you I know the brothers