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Forever young but grown
Run to the money I'm gone
By any means if it's right or wrong
Clouds cover the skies on the Northside
City lights hit
[Featuring Mac]
[Master P]
Dear Mr. President i live in the hood
Where people live bad
But say its all good
And my homies
Man lives
In a sun lit world
Of what he believes to be reality
But
There is unseen by most
An underworld that is just as real
But not as brightly lit
Youngin', been about the money
These niggas know 'bout the youngins, these niggas know that I run it
This nigga call me on the phone
And I ain't
jefe he got him two p's and a glick
Run up and get hit with a switch
And get hit by a bolder
He was lacking right there on that strip and got hit in
a mink huff I'ma puff til I make them all shrink
hot potato hot potato playing with the seats
life term appointments chose by elite
10 cameras 10 angles
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
away
No bullets so the ratty's run away
Set the ratty over there
He dragging my girl by the hair
She's tryin' her best to get away
He punching my
just
For her to carry me
So I was brought into this world
To live like your majesty nigga
When I get that 10 racks nigga
We gone hit the mall
And just
benzo
I'm 6 foot but my presence feel like I'm 10' 4"
They really copy everything I'm saying like 10-4
Y'all niggas bend too easy y'all kinda like tin
that was way back in 92
Me and my boys are nightmare, best of luck for you guys to live through
Look around, cameras shooting us from different angles
Young nigga drunk in a Ghost
I'm blessed like I run with the Pope
If I'm on a yacht, got my gun on the boat
I'm not like you niggas, ain't wanna be
Yeah, huh, yeah, gang, huh, huh, huh, aye
Left out the bank pink 50s and the rest blue
Called for they help they ain't come to the rescue
Run up
bitch you know who we are
Where we from, what we rep, these niggas know that we step
All my niggas went to school, I hit a lick by myself
Them niggas
Trife livin and that three it's how I live, fall
[Chorus]
I'm trife livin only thing I know is tha block
How to get it, when I need it, and a run your
(Chorus: Repeat 2X)
And even though you gone, your memory lives on
And on yeah, and even though you died
You still my nigga, my nigga, my niggas
I met
[Chorus: x2]
It's a must that I bust any mic that you hand to me
It's inherited it runs in the family
They said I was a head of my time or either here
and they shocked
You Pussy motherfuckers
You know what
Aye hitta should I run up another verse
Aye J10 hit that shit
Bet lets go
Taking flight
They wanna
with us
When we was down 10 to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn the anthem up
This the Puna Boy Anthem
with us
When we was down 10 to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn the anthem up
This the Puna Boy Anthem
with us
When we was down 10 to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn the anthem up
This the Puna Boy Anthem
the ruckus
So everybody tryna scrap with us
When we was down ten to our last meal
Everybody tried to laugh at us
It's Cythadon and Boboy
Mo fucker turn
he could've been a golf course
And I been on the road, I'm doin' shows I get the backend
Hit 'em with 'bout four and watch 'em fold up from the MAC10
get money, money is got (Yeah)
Money I got, money is got (I run New York!)
I get money, money is got (I I get it)
I get money, money is got (I I get
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