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pain get nigga,High til i die,Burry me a G iA'm srapped,A made nigga never worry me iA'm free this is stricly for my niggaz now,bless the dead,you know

up, ain't no love They won?t let me out, think they testin' me Check this out Incarcerated, eliminated, I sure hated it It's hard labor for life that?s

murder's told Bring me back thirteen and my birth is sold Learn the code, then meet me at the service road Now you all understand what this person know

I've been a hot boy for a long motherfuckin' time, ya heard me. It was cool for a minute, but shit I gotta jump up out this shit. Free from murder attempts

, I'm just the dirt Until it's time for me to split, chill, I got to murd.... Hook (x16) Verse 2: dray, skoob Yeah yeah Well comin back, it's like

! It's gon' be four more years in the golden era It's gon' be no more fears of the global terror It's gon' be an eye for an eye til' they're totally

alert, free yo bitch if she a flirt, many feelin's gettin hurt Grimy niggas do there dirt, night time black shirts, even hoes couldn't work The block is hot boy, that's

wuz I get super drunk Boy that niggaz got a buzz So let me spit on this, yo let me shit on this Thugged out is the label murder you is the click And

Kim titties Dirt Dog, we miss you, now it's time to murder the game Cause if things change, you know it ain't against Wu [Chorus x1.5: sample] What