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38 Spesh
Featuring(s) : Styles P
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All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! [38 Spesh] Now play your part, cousin It's a pool full of sharks, cousin Your mind was ready for the world, but your heart wasn't We all done it, we all wanted the cars and broads from it These the results of our sure coming But I ran with four fifth dumpers You ran with the runners and the tall fence jumpers All my dogs been gone for six summers We were stunners, now we're all did numbers This is for my niggas with all did numbers That go to the floor and get ganja f*ck a stick, nigga we blow logs of big lumber There's nothing a hog can get from us We got four-fours that spit thunder We kick down doors for quick come ups Rich or poor, the pigs want us I'm good in the hood by the store And I'm on the Fed's bulletin board Nigga, I'm good in the war 'Cause I live by the bullet and sword And I pull to a nigga, can't pull anymore They wanna put a tag on my foot in the morgue 'Cause I got wood in the dash and wood in the door Mink on the floor, you think about yours While I think about my mans in the clink up north Let's go! All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! [38 Spesh] I see these bitch niggas live for the moment AR send em to Moses, I send my condolence Whip stolen, bitch nigga I'm rolling Finish unloading, when his body temperature frozen Im giving out rivers and oceans Grave sights, yellow tape, candles, ribbons, and roses I do it for my bitches thats holy Exposing visiting prisons with drugs, they fit em in trojans My life too real for me to chill It's something about it, I just gotta be in the field Shout out to my nigga who finally beat his appeal Before the feds indict me, Ill probably be in Brazil Chill, I seen better days before We open our spots and barricade the doors Young rich niggas that never made the Forbes Custom fit everything, tailor made my drawers I ball like I never saved before Suede floors when I decorate my cars Car paid for and my crib paid for Laywer paid for in case I catch a charge All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! All my niggas getting bread in New York Trying to stay away from federal court, I feel your pain To my niggas that never would talk I let you know I send my support Do your thing! [Styles P] Life's a bitch, but karma is too Take a look at the casket, bet it's one that can fit you Quarter back to work and the rallies will blitz you We know this, so we light up the blunts with a pistol It's sorta like Russian roulette with no [?] I salute to the niggas that's never given their name out (Salute) We send our support, [?] Smoke with some hash on the dance floor Chick [?] leave you a lot of cash flow [?] get life and one of them niggas' asshole Don't be an asshole, learn how the pass go Monopoly money got us hotter than Tobasco Now the board game turned into a sore game I gave all pain, yeah to the Lord game Cause a real nigga will get ya It's SP The Ghost and 38 Special!
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