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[Yukmouth: one long verse] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah October 18th `74, the year I was born A young nigga ready for war It`s in my blood to get the `fetty for sure I was cursed since birth to get the patties slanging faggats are raw And I`m the advocate, crackhead, in `86 we started having shit Rock it and cook it to cut the baggin` is, when crack-ages For my cousin, making twenty off a note But I refused to go broke; my whole family slang dope And my big sister was a little richer cuz she always fucked around with the big pushers I watched niggaz break keys in sinks with jackhammers and ginsus Throw me money for tennis shoes I been a dude since high school with latest clothes and them jewels Had me paper chasing, I didn`t finish school I bought a quarter ounce in the ooze Got a crew, hit the block, start hustling like the real niggaz do I`m walking in the shoes of Phoenix Mitchell And Little D, I`m balling niggaz from my projects I listened to I keep it real with my interviews I was broke as fuck and sleeping on the floor in the village dude I`m just a wise G, why chronic D, smoking finer weed Thick as quarter peak I build a dynasty? So a pistol whip and rob niggaz What goes around, comes around cuz I end up getting shot nigga But got love not, my hope don`t stop, I pop bubbly Like the whole block locked, I live lovely And my father was a black gorilla family crack dealer with the house on `Icula, made scratch for realla That`s why I say it`s in my blood cuz my father was a thug With the Columbian blood, flood the block with drugs nigga! We slang lots of coca with glocks up in the hosta` La Costra Nostra nigga!
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