.Money is mandatory, my game is self explanatory
I hit the blunt as I proceed to tell my ghetto stories
I'm into deep, all my peeps, bring them shovel stories
Some niggas strapped with their guts, trying to kill your homes
Didn't know me, but met the heat when they ran up on me
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