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Yeh Yeh Yeh
I done learned from mistakes like who
N' Who
Like who
Who gon hold they own, who
Who gon change glocks
[Chorus x2]
In the street of new york you can
Niggas'll run up on you with a 12 gauge shoty
Loyalty comes free and smokin
You wanna rob me you gotta leave here with a body
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
When I was 10 years old I seen a nigga take 3 in the head
Probably around the same time you use to pee in the bed
I
The smell of burnt tires peelin after leavin him lead
The killer fled with a fuckin laugh
My heart pumpin on blast
I just stare at him slumped in the grass
Arms movin, fingers shakin, spittin up blood
DNA mixed in the mud, another ditch to be dug
Their I stood stiffer than wood it
Now he
My air bring this shit up n
Damn I wasn
That
It could have been the aimin for me, maybe he circled around the block
I turned around and my pops, he like
This nigga rolled up and just started clappin
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
It was a regular day in southside, sprinklers n
And all of a sudden heads turnin
This nigga named, I forgot, fuck it he lived around the block
Regular getting
Walk across the park stuntin
Diamonds in his ears, diamond watch on, eatin a bag of popcorn
Walked up behind a shorty and grabbin
She pushed him away
So he threw the bag in her face
She felt disrespected , shorty couldn
Called him a pussy told him she
But he ain
Stayed in the park, with no niggas with him and no nine
And then in no time an older nigga from behind
Swung a baseball bat
Left his face all crack
Told him to take all that
Hit him again popped his chain with a frown
And left the clown with a stain on the ground
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
Now all my days go by blowin that sicky icky
California made me picky
Chickenheads tryin
If we, roll up quickly, stick me, some was tipsy
The location don
I
If looks can kill, I
But I don
For the kids who ain
Cousin I lost, lookd over the steerin wheel
[Chorus x2]
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