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Yo Black is flashy like gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka remind me of that crack me
He aint the type you dice with and win dog
you want to get your ass layed out in gilmore
Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and
When they came through they hollored 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey niggaz they loved to get
Summertime had on black gloves and scullies
The Lex 450 up that's Cornbread
niggaz from Philly would of called him an old head
But he an OG remind me of Chaz and real low key
Sounded like he didn't know about drama
For money shit many men do trauma
Switchy walked in son, this bitch had the ass
The glass was rolled up on the S-Class
Heard in DC he kept mad blocks in
Picture a young nigga gettin it like Rich Porter
came in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still his block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his changed
His man got fucking murked by Salene
Heard he got it in the range nigga popped one in his brain
Over some-thing his watch and his chain
Country off the hook down there and Richmond main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned
Bow down nelly singing my wrist blinging What!
I'm waiting on nigga Wise we lost for two pies
Son he that shit I can see it in his eyes
Coming up wise emotions
Most round looking for wisemen toast
hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men from B-More
They sellin heroin in Maryland reverse to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity that only meant more cream
it was him and his brother now he got a team
Went from 5 and a half grams to the dream
City pulled up you know his format
Bentley is all marble in the door and floor
Got the gats out the stash box 2 glocks
"All Eyez on Me" 2Pac
Everybody he a boss he gotta floss
He on the same bullshit sent Gotti up north
Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Nicky Barnes
He broke but he talk he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max cat
Kill a nigga quick remind me of Jack
I peep his style son I his stelo, He on the d-low
He smile at niggaz mumbling fuck you in
war stories bout how he maneuver with the Ruger
Hold the iron horizontally and send through ya
Few tried to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run in wheelchairs now
hopped out bulletproof this, bulletproof that
Bulletproof snorkel, hat
Got out a hummer he blew 90 on that
mad shit like he gonna bulletproof that lets go