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Yo Black is like Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka me of nigga that crack me
He the type you shoot dice with and win dog
Unless you to get your ass layed out in gilmore
Yes we soldiers, me Troy and E-Bags
When they came through hollored like 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey they loved to get gully
Summertime still had on black and scullies
The Lex 450 up that's Cornbread
Them from Philly would of called him an old head
But he an OG remind me of Chaz and Bump low key
like he didn't know nothing about drama
For this money shit many men do
Switchy walked in son, bitch 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 it like Rich Porter
came in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still controllin' his block constop
Pop up in the CL5 his project changed
His man got fucking murked by Salene
he got it in the range nigga Bean popped one in his brain
Over took his watch and his chain
boys off the hook down there and Richmond main.
In the 740 I sat, hat turned back
Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we for two pies
Son he smokin that I can see it in his eyes
Coming up wise closed
Most round looking for wisemen toast
Benny hopped out the with a few thourough men from B-More
They sellin heroin in reverse back to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only more cream
it was him and his brother now he got a team
Went from 5 and a half to living the dream
City pulled up Goddamn you his format
Bentley is all marble in the door and floor
Got the gats out the stash box popped 2
Peace "All on Me" 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he gotta
He on the same bullshit that Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Nicky
He but he talk like he a Don
hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga remind me of Haitian Jack
I peep his style son I know his stelo, He on the
He smile at niggaz mumbling fuck you in
Heard war stories bout how he maneuver the Ruger
Hold the iron and send shots through ya
Few niggaz to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt try to run they in wheelchairs now
Banks hopped out bulletproof this, bulletproof
Bulletproof snorkel, hat
Got out a Black hummer he blew 90 on
Poppin mad like he gonna bulletproof that lets go