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ay shawty, you know what i’m sayin’
some n-gg-z palms be sweatin’
some n-gg-z palms be itchy
it don’t matter, a n-gg- just gotta get it
you know what i’m sayin’, n-gg-
we built this sh-t from the ground up
n-gg-, the carter, n-gg-
you what i’m sayin’
we been around the world gettin’ money n-gg-
we been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
every project, n-gg-
we worldwide hustlas, n-gg- (belie’ that b-tch)
you what i’m sayin’
lets get them n-gg-z, lets ride shawty

indictments, got us conspiracy for murders
five young n-gg-z uptown servants
word, they bird curvin’ for servin’
look, the worstest of the worst is shootin’ out like they jaws curvin’
b-tch, and we was raised in these war times
jail also made men in these hard times
and don’t cry i’ma get mines so pray for me
i’m on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
so n-gg- respect my g, respect my grind
n-gg- respect how i eat, respect my mind
n-gg- respect this heat
when these n-gg-z out of line, n-gg- we dress up and creep
whoa, shawty i’ma blow they whole block
f-ckin’ with a soldier, mastermind is on plot
third ward survivor, uptown madness
killin’ is a hobby, jackin’ is a habbit, b-tch

we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon

the murder man, picture me lurkin’
right up behind ya curtains nine’s squirtin’
and you could hear it when it’s hurtin’
but if i hear him hurtin’ i’ll walk over and merk him for certain
i took over the circus
’cause i’ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface
i walk around, fo’ pound and surface
to spin ya -ss around in circles, you urkle
blood run up out ya earth now you purple
your homeboy get it first, but you worst so
now you headed to the skies above
and i’m go and get high with ya b-tch in the club
yeah, life’s a b-tch and death’s a husband
and you gonna have to meet up if you keep on f-ckin’ up
and you gonna have to meet us if you keep on f-ckin’ up
but you don’t want see them cmb blood knuckle up

we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon

shoot him in his head so he remember
because of that mama i’ll be gone ’till novemeber
i be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
them n-gg-z on the block say them boys gon’ get ’em
but them n-gg-z on the block don’t know the toys who with ’em
tell ya boy come and get me if i go he goin’ with me
i’m hoping y’all feel me, i told y’all what the dealy
ya open up ya face i’ma open up the semi
i open up ya kidneys now ya floatin’ up the missi-
ssippi, river n-gg- play with deep water now ya swimmin’
silly, you play with me, carter, now ya missin’
really, i shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it
and even though i be the man with the milli’s
when the sh-t go down i be the man with the milli’s
beef cranberry on the ceilin’
this is the carter, b-tch welcome to my buildin’ c’mon

we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby
c’mon, we don’t give a fizzuck my n-gg- we young and bizzuck
we’ll f-ck a n-gg-‘s sh-t up if n-gg- is f-ckin’ with us
and then pump ’em make ’em lift up, hit ’em up and be out
and we out for cash motherf-ckin’ money baby, c’mon

wish a n-gg- would say something, gotta
standin right chea guns up boy
weezy f, birdman
holla back


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