Kunci: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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This goes out for all of the ones
that's walkin' around here
Out in the streets blindfolded
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Not knowin' what's really
Nawimsayin?
These streets is a habitat baby
Verse 2
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[Verse 1] In the garden
of snakes,
ain't no breaks, no mistakes
Just games that's played at high stakes,
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the next guys wake
not violate if you wanna die late
The tri- state, crime at a high rate,
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where peoples dilate
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Gun shots that make the block vibrate,
it shook niggas migrate
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Some die by fate, yo niggas cry hate
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A fly facer get they thighs scraped
And little PUS that's why raped
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A kid inside his gate get murdered by jake
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A young nigga try ta fly capes,
and get caught on the FBI tape
In verse of the State
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Lost the case and gotta fry date
Ninety ninety eight, day of July eighth
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Some cats get ta stack the hot papes
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Live in the skyscrapes
Go ta airline, buy flyin' states
Where they can hibernate and operate
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Impregnate, so ???
Other niggas will lay the power race,
wit tre 8's
Try to apply weight,
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and ready ta die staced off and dehydrate
Verse 3
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[Chorus]
Cannon fire light up the town
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I stand my ground and hold the fort
down wit the forty pound
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I bust a round and lay your shorty down
On enemy territory grounds
ta fall me down
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Cannon fire light up the town
I stand my ground and hold the
fort down wit the forty pound
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I bust a round and lay your shorty down
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On enemy territory grounds
ta fall me down
Verse 4
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time bomb you hit
Vietnam ta Saigon
Keep your mind calm, your nine on,
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Peep the crime dons rollin' wit ex- cons
holdin' they out rons
And teflons ta be streets
bodies get found around without the heads on
Judges set bonds that figures
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they know niggas is dead on
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What's left of death penalty
facilities where niggas step on
Wit those that blew trough,
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go get they body filled wit electrons
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The tec drawns, the ones that live foul,
they're leavin' wet moms
Wit lead charms,
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put her ta bed wit her head drawn
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Killas wit red palms leavin' bodies
cool as the dead fawns
Caught in the dead wrong, found they way,
Yo
Verse 5
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[Chorus]
Cannon fire light up the town
I stand my ground and hold the
fort down wit the forty pound
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You bust a round,
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I bust a round and lay your shorty down
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On enemy territory grounds ta fall me down
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Son how that sound?
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Cannon fire light up the town
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I stand my ground and hold the
fort down wit the forty pound
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I bust a round and lay your shorty down
On enemy territory grounds
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Son how that sound?
Verse 6
niggas'll blast you past the Astros
Blow you like afros, the little fast hoes
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that last all the fast dough
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They splash foes, red as Tabasco,
they lay your asshole where
the grass grow
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Runnin' wit armies like they Castro
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Them Donny Brasco's get Johnny
Doj around they last holes
Keepin' em half froze,
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put in shiny boxes rockin' they last clothes
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The cash close inside your top
pocket of stashed roast
Body got found down on the back
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roads where all the trash blows
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And broken glass globes,
the dip chicks slicker than gastro
Who bag a slash blow and spot some top
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of the block hot as a gas stove
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That's Mastro's cats in the Astros
Who ain't afraid ta let they gats go
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The paper dash bros lovin'
Stash rolls, count em like math pros
And crash low soda,
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PoPo's don't step all up in they path yo
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Them cats go, that's smack on the back burner,
but keepin' the gas low
When task rolls they snatch his ass mows,
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movin' too ass slow
Outro 1
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