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Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun like Pappy
muthafucka remind me of nigga that crack me
He aint the type you dice with and win dog
Unless you want to get your ass out in gilmore
Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and
When came through they hollored like 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey they loved to get gully
Summertime still had on black and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up Cornbread
Them niggaz from Philly would of him an old head
But he an OG me of Chaz and Bump real low key
Sounded like he didn't know nothing about
For this money shit men do trauma
Switchy walked in son, this had the baddest ass
The glass was rolled up on the S-Class
Heard in DC he kept mad in order
Picture this a young nigga gettin it Rich Porter
Sonny came in for a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still his block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his project
His man just got fucking by Salene
Heard he got it in the range nigga popped one in his brain
some-thing took his watch and his chain
Country boys off the down there and Richmond main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned
Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we lost for two
Son he that shit I can see it in his eyes
Coming up emotions closed
Most round looking for wisemen toast
Benny hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men B-More
They sellin heroin in Maryland reverse back to
Killed like 4 his popularity grew that only meant more cream
it was him and his brother now he got a team
Went from 5 and a half to living the dream
City up Goddamn you know his format
Bentley is all in the door and floor match
Got the out the stash box popped 2 glocks
Peace "All Eyez on Me"
Everybody he a boss he gotta floss
He on the same that sent Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Barnes
He broke but he like he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max cat
Kill a nigga remind me of Haitian Jack
I peep his son I know his stelo, He on the d-low
He smile at niggaz fuck you in Creole
war stories bout how he maneuver with the Ruger
Hold the iron horizontally and send shots ya
Few niggaz to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run in wheelchairs now
Banks hopped out this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel, hat
Got out a Black hummer he 90 on that
Poppin mad shit he gonna bulletproof that lets go