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Yo Black is like Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga crack me
He aint the type you dice with and win dog
Unless you want to get your ass layed out in
Yes we soldiers, me Troy and E-Bags
When they came through hollored like 'What up Conrad?'
Grimey niggaz loved to get gully
Summertime had on black gloves and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up Cornbread
Them niggaz from Philly of called him an old head
But he an OG remind me of and Bump real low key
Sounded like he didn't know nothing about
For money shit many men do trauma
Switchy in son, this bitch had the baddest ass
The bulletproof glass was up on the S-Class
Heard in DC he mad blocks in order
Picture this a young nigga gettin it like Rich
Sonny in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still controllin' his from constop
Pop up in the CL5 his project changed
His man got fucking murked by Salene
Heard he got it in the range Bean popped one in his brain
Over some-thing his watch and his chain
Country boys off the hook down and Richmond main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned
Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we for two pies
Son he that shit I can see it in his eyes
up wise emotions closed
Most buying round looking for toast
hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men from B-More
They sellin heroin in reverse back to Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only meant more
First it was him and his brother now he got a
Went from 5 and a grams to living the dream
City up Goddamn you know his format
Bentley is all marble in the door and match
Got the gats out the stash box 2 glocks
"All Eyez on Me" 2Pac
Everybody know he a he gotta floss
He on the same bullshit sent Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts like he Nicky Barnes
He but he talk like he a Don
hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga quick me of Haitian Jack
I peep his style son I his stelo, He on the d-low
He smile at niggaz mumbling fuck you in
Heard war stories bout how he maneuver the Ruger
the iron horizontally and send shots through ya
Few niggaz to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run they in now
Banks out bulletproof this, bulletproof that
snorkel, bulletproof hat
Got out a hummer he blew 90 on that
Poppin mad shit like he gonna bulletproof that go