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the curb, trying to make a profit off herb, he's only 13, chopping up a third of a ki, but by the way hes going E1 into 23, coz he dont care about the

better Poindex the flex to track by busta With a little bit of sore from the crackerjack store Still at will For field up the skill for the jill by the

in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah) See me in court, my lawyers plea bargainin' (woo) Tryin' to turn a 3 to 6, to a 2 to 4 (uh huh) Or 1 to 3

better run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes {Ice Cube The world had to bow to this new style Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow But

Big lights will inspire you, lets hear it for New York, New York, New York corrected by _V.I.P_(c) Да, Да, я уехал из Бруклина, Теперь я живу в Трибеке1

3, level 4 drug, shit like that I guess it's all a misunderstanding I sit back and think, you know us young mothaf**kas you know that 1 in 9 We probably

[Verse 1] The killa clowns in your town raising all hell Tecca nina with the stamina coming to damage ya buckin' The bammer when I bust with a bang

off my rocket 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 on and poppin' She mad marketed, attitude like we arguin' With her by my side I bring glitter to my life,

sky I got a grenade launcher. Aint nuthin to do today, so what imma do? Imma bust on the cops, shoot the street light out on the block, dial 9-1-1 sit