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Jpilla
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John P. Rogers
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John P. Rogers
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Kicked out the house into an abandoned building
Well let me keep it real this is where I was raised with
My siblings bad conditioned the same as my feelings
Old school niggas hustle for more food new school niggas
Thug to make more room but think smart before you
Gone to soon this ain't no Madden 06 hit stick graphic the
Hit stick in life will leave your soul fumbled on the holy Bible
I'm a shark riding a wave of success boy I'm blessed found the
Ingredients to a cake boy it stretched good niggas life get
Snatched God I stress I guess they don't care I'm aware of the
Number of the beast when it appears dear homie letters
Make a nigga feel lonely to the real I can never be phony a
Couple dollar bills to make your phone bill boney like what up
My nigga yeah, we chilling when you get out of jail we gone
Make this million yeah fool I was there that's why I don't fuck
With dude much love my nigga until we speak again, he says
The same thing then I repeat it again I guess we both behind bars
Knowing what we up against best aim for the fence best offense
Is a defense and to kick they ass will be a natural reflex some of
These niggas got a keep it real defect yoo you peep that
I got 20 year niggas Dino locked up I see the bigger picture cut
Swishers roll Swishers hit the porch with gorillas 26th and California
Kept a lot of bitches if I had a car would of pulled a lot bitches
Bust a nigga head make him need a lot of stitches or wet niggas
Like water over bridges I wish there was a bridge for the gap of
My niggas I miss treat shorty like a hoe and she thinks she my Mrs
Rat niggas will sleep with the fishes did a gangster do the dishes
It aint none of your business how bout I knock all the teeth out
Your mouth just to see if you got wisdom your idol mind must
Keep the devil busy when I'm with my nigga Co these hoes
Get busy bust them quick dropped them off on 69th and Racine
Hurled in his car and this nigga kept racing
100% proof that we don't be chasing
Hugging the block trying to get that deal as simple as real
Recognize real What you got beef then I'm ready to kill rat ass
Niggas be ready to squeal ready to squeal
We use to get fresh cuts and think we the stuff call up Murda so we
Can ride in the chevy keep the green to make our eyes red and puffy
My man said he got beef I told him nigga its nothing chilling on the
Block all day just to get that money old heads
Give us looks like we'll never
Be nothing come back the same day trying to borrow
Something now aint that something this phony muthafucka
Hoodlum and thugs be my realest muthafuckas from a sucker free city
So I don't fuck suckers when things get rough just ball
Like I'm at the Rucker Even through our differences
I miss my older brother we both
Bold and stubborn our pride is what we covet but split hoes together
For the love of it catch it if you deep cause I'm covered humans
Make mistakes too so you covered just don't make a habit of it if
You pay attention you bound to learn something from it
Hugging the block trying to get that deal as simple as real recognize
What you got beef then I'm ready to kill rat ass niggas
Be ready to squeal ready to squeal
Writer(s): John Rogers
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