Luciano's Revenge
Eastside Paris
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Yeah, (Come On P) Look, gang shit, gang shit Know how it go, how it go, how it get Yeah, 57 world, 57 world, nigga Look Shit gettin' crazy, gettin' tricky It's gettin' iffy A nigga drop the five, we gon' feed that nigga plenty The way he started runnin' would've thought his ass was Ricky How you up the score when you niggas down by 50 I don't understand, yeah Look, tryna get rich All this fame wasn't in the plans I lost my brothers to this shit, I can't make amends Lone wolf, f*ck niggas, I can't fake a friend damn Won't take a risk, then you ain't really tryna make no bands Built to last on all ten, I'ma take a stand Put shit in motion come together like some prayer hands Big boss, I make moves, I don't take demands, nigga Yeah!
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