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[intro]
me and my concreatures bleed the block
it’s on, got the info and the scoop on these n_ggas
keep the drop, lego blocks
bo jackson, where we at with it?
mafia, 227

[verse 1]
uh, feelin’ drugs
dozin’ off a deuce of red, just smoked two to the head
purple jeans, stone jungle on the medusa head
pull up, wide body on broadus, boldy stay focused
only son of james c. jones and toni k. broadus
the oldest out of four children, hardcore villain
ridin’with this double life sentence, lord willin’
winter, spring, summer, fall, all the four sеasons
added some spice to thе sauce to give it more seasonin’
we got whatever you need, cocaine, heroin and weed
plus i got two seeds, that’s all the more reason
a n_gga gotta succeed, can’t get shot down in the street
all is well, pray to god i make it out in one piece
in between the corner and the vacant house up the street
brick on the triple beam, scale came without a receipt
know some n_ggas on the way home, can’t stay out of the clink
kidnap your brother baby mama, take it out on your peeps
[chorus]
still in the street, made it out by the skin of my t__th
numerous run_ins with police, hypertension and grief
felt the agony of defeat, i just gritted my t__th
thugged on and kept grittin’ for my n_ggas deceased
in disbelief, thinkin’ about all the sh_t i done seen
get a ten_piece, break it down, move that sh_t in a week
he sent his piece to take me out, mission was incomplete
still in the street, i made it out by the skin of my t__th

[verse 2]
had a studio ap with some bricks for the cheap
crackheads broke in, stole everything, it was missing a sink
in the bathroom, but as long as the one work in the kitchen
and when that work on the stove, we not missin’ a beat
wrote this razor scr_pin’ the plate, sittin’ on a milk crate
cookin’ the ‘caine while my engineer mixin’ the beat
dumped the kobe on the grits, purple jeans sag on the weeks
rollie on my wrist, sh_t, but i need that new patek philippe
until my player pad look like a palace in greece
we in the mud so deep in the field, i should trap in some cleats
remember i couldn’t make it happen when you was havin’ a streak
now they pushin’ the date back on they album release
customized air 1s, italian leather and mittens
now me and gunn in that maybach with the factory feet
now n_ggas dreamin’ about catchin’ me slippin’ asleep
n0body seen or talked to dawg, heard he been missin’ for weeks
[chorus]
still in the street, made it out by the skin of my t__th
numerous run_ins with police, hypertension and grief
felt the agony of defeat, i just gritted my t__th
thugged on and kept grittin’ for my n_ggas deceased
in disbelief, thinkin’ about all the sh_t i done seen
get a ten_piece, break it down, move that sh_t in a week
he sent his piece to take me out, mission was incomplete
still in the street, i made it out by the skin of my t__th
let’s get it

[outro]
assassins
parental guidance is recommended when you listen to the soul assassins

- dj muggs

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