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[Grimm] Automatics be kicking, reloaded streets done exploded And hopeless, lost on the dro'ded armored soldiers The fully loadest, book was strong as bullets recorded lead oldies Pour some mo', cause I got love for my dead homies Playing bogus, reminiscing bout the days Getting blazed, stay paid, cook my yay in microwaves I was raised, learning plays off the pages of gangsta ways Sharp as swisha blades, hard to finish my race In your face, place to place flipping channels Got the dope within the panels, from the Valley to Ingrando Nothing we can't handle, mexicanos out of Texas Running with the best cuz, fuck with nothing less cuz
[Chorus] Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light it It's how we do it in the Southeast When you ride you gotta pack your piece It's all the same up in the Northeast Boy don't you hide it, roll it up and light it It's how we do it in the Northwest Put to rest if you ain't wearing your vest It's all the same down in the Southwest
[Bing] The feds on me, I reminisce about my dead homies Now that I'm investing, trying to put some lead on me Cops on the licks, robbing boys off since Who's next with the plex, we knocking boys off the deck I'm known to reck I'm Bing, I ain't gon drop my flag I drop my sample up, and I drop your ass Pull out and smash, just a youngsta bout his cash I'm the first and I'm the last, I-K-E bring it bad
[Ikeman] We sideways on lock, Grimm, Ike and Bing gon hop Southeast be Wreckshop, time to go blast up the block Murder murder with the glock nigga, we bust shots nigga With dead dots nigga, the feds hot We the realest and what not, be killas that won't stop You niggas is gon drop, fucking with the wrong block Off the top, this one here is for my dead homies I'm over here reminiscing when you bled on me
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[Grimm] The game's headed worst, riding your homie in the hears Done praying for his soul, at the church still it hurts To know that he's gone, thought he'd live long Hard to stay strong, wanna know what went wrong Still ain't nothing you could do to bring your homie back Steady puff, pour the boo remember rolling lac Now there's more in the pack, and the Pac and the Bigg's Eazy-E, the hardest rapper ever lived In the minds and hearts, of playas, ballas and pimps That don't refine the arts, of proper measurements Setting presidents, for all the hustlas to come That live and die by the gun, but still gon ride till they time come
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