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It is it is man

flashin', you know the routine, the crime scene taped off
It started out a robbery, they blew his face off
They seen him shinin', course of diamonds he bought
Grindin', his slipped off the ladder of success he was climbin'

The D's came through, the niggas if they knew what happened
Somehow my name end up in anything involves clappin'
Detectives at my mama crib, say they wanna question me
put me in a line up last time and they arrested me

When it come to cookin' coke, they know I got the
I turn a quarter to a half, thats why they mess me
I'm the pusher, I move packs to make stacks
A little weed, a little X, a little H, a crack

Figure, I push it to the limit, this shit to the max
blue vest on, navy blue Yankee hat
Calm, in my palm, loaded fire arm
First to let off, last to run, time its on

I tell niggas to suck my
Get the out my face 'cause I don't need 'em
'Cause they're never around I'm down
and I'm bleedin'

What, niggas
Is there a mothafuckin' problem
Oh yeah what I thought so, pussy

Niggas be talkin' about me, they always me crazy
them O.G. niggas, they stuck in the eighties
Sayin' they do me somethin', now you know thats a lie
you look at me wrong, I'll let that hammer fly

I'm rich, I wake up with crime on my mind
Queens put it down like Pappy Mason in his prime
When I say move, move or get caught in the cross fire
Up a fence runnin', cut my fuckin' hand on a barb

crazy, just a different day, its the same shit
Hollow tip part in ya head, leave ya fuckin' brain split
They sit, they see me in the Ashton
What's the matter, they can't get hoopty started

Thought they was grindin', goddamn where that money at
Thought you was fucked, 'cause you was lettin' paper
You ain't a hustler, matter of fact, yous a
I don't ya, I should a sent niggas to touch ya

I niggas to suck my dick
Get the out my face 'cause I don't need 'em
they're never around when I'm down
Shot and I'm

Who said gonna do somethin' to me
You be out your rabid ass mind
Fuck around and kill one of niggas