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[Chorus]
Said I picked myself up and I done fell down 
Ya the way I been livin, its got me hell bound
Every night I been prayin, you hear them gun sounds
Gun sounds
You hear them gun sounds

[Verse 1]
Came out the north side livin, I got the mind for it
I guess you built up different when you'll fight for it
You gotta eat the beat up, you dont apply for it
And when you step on that stage you gotta shine like the lights on
Gettin to the money aint a thang to us
I been ballin like I'm Russel when the game get tough
You know we live on the edge but not too dangerous
And ima pull up with that muscle if you aimin at us
Ima pull up, hop out
You talkin sh** and we'll bust down 
We gon see what a thug bout
You f***** wit me you got problems now
Comin from a city where its no love
My bro got clapped by his own blood
Its f***** up in my home but
Ima make it out of my own cuffs
Ima run up cash homie 
With no duffle bags on me 
Cuzzo super glad homie 
Cuz I made it by my lonely
Ima f*ck the game up, its like a side piece 
From the dirty 330 is where you find me 
We been ballin out the gutta its unwinding

[Verse 2]
These b****** playin like the Bone Thugs, they like my flow
My homie right done worked with fat man roll
Thats Jelly Roll if you aint know shout out Totem Pole
In my city it gets gritty so we toke them poles
They aint dumpin one or two they let the whole thang go 
See I came up on my own and now my gold chain glow
Reach for it if you wanna get yo whole face broke 
Cuz no face means no case so lil h** case closed
I been goin through thangs that you aint heard of
In my city everydays another murda 
They take yo pictures to the store and print them shirts up
D***, they printin shirts up
So f*** it I'm back to the bussin 
These b****** be hatin and we up and comin
Talk shit on the net but bet all of em frontin
I see em in public man they don't do nothin
Man that s****obvious all of em bluffin
Act hard on the phone but they softer than stuffin
We don't join em, we know we can beat em
These b****** defeated 
My soldiers depleted 
B**** I be drummin 
You hear the sound of my gun and 
F***** up and man all of em runnin
And we be eatin
But I can't do it 
Because all the shootins I'm sick to my stomach
I keep the piece 
Cuz all of the evil for real 
If I kill em its not what I wanted
But before I'm ever carried by six 
Tell em I'd rather be judged by the dozen b****

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