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[00:00.00] 作曲 : AZ
[00:00.917]No need for Lato's, pure straight out Bolivia
[00:05.041]Peru, uncut baby, what?
[00:09.817]Life is a struggle
[00:10.676]That's why *************s I know stay on the juggle
[00:12.663]Some hustle to double, others hug you to mug you
[00:15.073]Poverty-stricken, they even turn a church kid into stickin'
[00:17.711]It seems sickenin', but what?
[00:19.146]Whatever makes the pockets thickin'
[00:20.638]************* police and no remorse for the beasts
[00:22.588]That's lost on the streets,
[00:23.469]that pistol whip a priest for a crosspiece
[00:25.474]I'm lost chief, runnin' through strips,
[00:27.039]thinkin' of top dealers, fillin' TEC clips,
[00:28.972]wit 'cop killers' that could stop gorillas
[00:30.893]Shovin' a stubnose in buttholes, I'm nutso
[00:33.152]Skitzo, clepto, killin' *************t up throughout the metro
[00:35.651]My thug essence will always keep me plugged with drug inves*************ents
[00:38.156]Sketch my reference, takin' papers considered preference
[00:40.816]And violations will lead to kidnappin, decapitation
[00:43.334]So what you're facin', is realism that's in activation
[00:46.152]Livin' off land with five honeys playin' my hand
[00:48.454]Me and fam, sippin' off Guinness stout and eatin' clams
[00:50.731]It's all part of plans, a vet chillin' in Tamps, West and Stans
[00:53.512]Outta state connect, slugs, sex, drugs and grands
[00:56.743]What? For my hype *************s (Uncut)
[00:58.649]Trife *************s (Raw), 25-to-life *************s
[01:01.042]This is as, pure as opium
[01:02.515]Purified for street players to open em
[01:04.430]Space, like three els laced with coke in em
[01:06.424]Shots awoken em, fake uniform jakes approachin' em
[01:09.022]Six trips, to young clips and killers coachin' em
[01:11.484]However though, fake ass *************s'll never know
[01:13.837]Cuz my method's perfected
[01:14.840]I'm movin' sceptic and never show
[01:16.694]I'm soon to blow, stack doe, lay on the low
[01:19.015]While I'm sippin' Cristal I mess with Long Island and Moe
[01:21.560]A part of nature, me wan' acres in Jamaica
[01:24.246]Puffin' exotic trees without seeds rolled up in leaf paper
[01:27.132]So exhale, cuz if I don't live to tell
[01:29.185]Then ************* it, farewell
[01:30.153]I'll see the rest of y'all *************s in hell
[01:32.551]What? For my hype *************s (Uncut)
[01:34.384]Trife *************s (Raw), 25-to-life *************s
[01:36.810]So all my good fellas, heroin, coke and ************* sellers
[01:39.424]What the ************* cats can't tell us,
[01:40.753]if they ain't got bread to bail us?
[01:42.429]Have to survive, I haven't seen it all, Peter pay Paul
[01:45.069]From the connivers to the livest, they crack fool
[01:47.427]It's all war, the streets are filled up with guns galore
[01:49.801]Plenty young for war, gettin' their minds flunked and sore
[01:52.216]Yo dun, ************* the 4.....
[01:54.131]Mother******s think we're playin', back em down
[01:57.343]Holdin' *************s for hostages, what? What?