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Ughhh! Gully and gritty
Huh! Heavy drug activity {pull over
Lower development
Hustlers thousands {CHING!}
supplier, uhh
Pullin (po-po man, po-po!)
Kissin my sign {smooch}
Grippin the block pliers (pliers?)
I'm as as can be
I'ma keep it funky my nigga, hoe shit don't sit too well me
(Uh-uh!) I was breathin in the {?}
Beverly Hillbilly, black gold, tea... where they'll merk you
And peel your instead of knucklin up
And squabbin like a player {doo doo doo doo}
I'm not a knock I'm the
of you niggaz become your own best customers

I'm not a knock I'm the server

Uhhhhah! and dabblin
and fiddle-faddlin (fiddle-faddlin?)
Rippin up
Overkill, 47 back (11 of 'em)
Cerebral cortex back {doo doo doo doo}
If I catch you out the sack
can get found, touched up and hurt
long as you do your (that's right)
Steady long, bright
Man these walls got ears, take the battery out your
(Take it out man!) He'll never it home
Co-defendant was tellin, they stabbed him with a turkey
(Snitch!) the consequences for snitchin
Got a on his ass, caught him slippin in the kitchen
(Shank me!) Niggaz talk a one but they fake
Fools be spineless, they got no

I'm not a knock I'm the server

Uhhhh! On the soil shootin (I got those)
paradise (zombies)
Leeches and
and sleepless nights {yawn}
Pistols and
Po-pos on and bikes {nobody move}
Broken windows and street
Collect calls and shootin (it's yo' potnah mayne!)
The housin authority and the law enforcement
Bat around my do', makes me me up and taze me
my girlfriend, was watchin TV
Mindin her own business, breast feedin our baby
(AHHH!) I asked 'em where the search warrant, they
Tearin up my apartment, but came up with (BEATCH!)
My yola was at another
Too much traffic, had the hot

I'm not a I'm the server [4X]