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It was a dope spot from y`all One on one strappin` That`s the way it was when the four of us was strappin` I`m a fuckin` class from the Gs in the hood Puttin` worth did some dirt Now a snitch never would Blowin` fat jag blunts with my nigga P Growin` up Time comin` back sippin Henessey We said we seniors are old And I felt like a god man bitch And i had my pickup `85 bitch And my family was known to be great See Syke Moore representin` no matter who sets it on Street power Why you niggas flip and you thug shit I be by my motherfuckin` grip Numba nos Cause we three million minds Remember that Damn its a shame But still I`m in the game I`m tryin to get street fame (chorus) (Syke) Don`t blame my mama Don`t blame my daddy I know they wish they never had me In and out of jail by 12 Failing out of school Cause I was livin` by the street rules Hangin with hoes Droppin dawgs as a little loot I was gettin my respect but i was still rude Into the game and slang Into the cocaine With `em double ups We slangin them whole things Hey I just told my mail man You hangin like a bail And even with no proof they gonna put me in jail Everbody says he`s sold and I`m outta control Motherfuckers gossip and I still roll Bitches want my cash on my dash on my pac-vit They wouldn`t know a motherfucker if he didn`t have shit So while I`m ballin and kickin up dust Get your score fresh Bitch made niggas know not to fuck with us Cause I`m livin on the edge I`m blastin lead Wanted by the feds they got to take me dead So fuck it try to work it in the inner city In the land of no pity I made it by the street fame (chorus) (Rated R) Super storm made it by street fame I had to make some people feel the pain In this dirty game I know I`m on my way to hell Hey yo gather it up for all the niggas that have been smoked The hood that took me under A nigga gots the heart Don`t get it twisted cause I`m mad with my homey`s score I kill for my niggas, my niggas kill for me That`s the love you get from your drug for you pootie It works, see? I`m a G Would a gang of niggas have to reach and appeal me Cause I smoked their homey Well don`t feel proud Cause around here thats what makes it worse I smoke blunts all day to keep my mind off them They don`t stop Through my casket drop-top let me ride All i want is Shatmo He`s a god And it don`t matter if a rapper plays Cause I cought the back of some minds Fuck the fame (chorus)... (fade out)
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