Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap
Come on pick'em up, bring me back..bring me back!!!
Third ward general, young cash money
These other cats bring blasphemy
Dc has never seen such progress
The freshness of my breath bring your death
When they bring it back down
I drive that all around
You just bring up shit randomly
We get the bread and the crumbs, young money
Bring down your tower i'm picking
And my only fear's a wedding ring
He always bring the bitching brutality,
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running
Shocked a crew fell to hell fast for the fire i bring
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