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Muthafuckers you frontin we comin' with heat niggas ar15's we sweepin up the street bigger guns make niggas run we squeeze triggers we leave niggas slump overhead in the lap we constantly count cream in the crackhouse basiclly we bangin' bitches backs out I feel like I'm the last child throwing bricks at a glasshouse poppin and puffin' til I pass out this gangsta shit is for my youngin' who flip birds and hug the block in club they cris and twist the bud nigga what we live it up from chi-town to my town we diggin sluts long dicken in the guts we just relentless thugs gangsta pimps hoes tall in love the way we throw this dick the hummer on dubs look like tanks and shit we came to stop the bank don't blink be safe nigga all of our love is for the chipls and I don't chase hoes just paso's and bricks nigga let me sumit up ya'll niggas is dumbin up run on up the guns we fuck bust ashes dust to dust, holla at us R.O.C.K.L.A.N.D and I-N-C with Boo and Gotti ferraree black and caddillac tah nigga we go hard, I'm loud when shells pop still I sell rock got outta jail on bail getting ready to plot yo I kidnapp niggas then bitch smack niggas give me the crack nigga or get clap nigga I ain't one of these rap niggas I'm one these rap niggas I'm one of these rap niggas I'm a big gat spitter bangin and slangin' to be a rich as nigga don't get tired to these streets my niggas died in these streets in only one option provide for these streets my peeps out here so I ride with these my peeps out here so I ride with these streets spent weeks out here gind on these streets I know the deal out here it's real out here got bitch bud murder and I'm still out here it's rockland murder inc you get killed out here chi-town new york blood spill out here and thugs like me still out here yeah you heard nigga I'm still out here you I ride up lied up outta my mind black caddillac tru