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357's 9's & 38's (feat. LORD DAVON & MR.EPPS)

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Yeah, yeah, yeah.

You got the Lord Devon in the place.

Old school OG rappers.

Yo, this is a missed episode.

You know what I mean?

This is an episode we're talking about.

An episode production.

Mr. Epps, what's going on, baby?

Yo, yo, yo.

Hit it.

Check it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

It was up north, ADR, getting my swole on.

Stay on point so I don't get pulled for stolen.

Out in the world, crack spot, all my hoes gone.

Thinking about these rat and vassals, I gotta roll the floor.

Pop in that hot shit, it's time I get at ya.

Upside your head where the pistol grip smacked you.

Got him on his knees begging me not to clap you.

Is you praying to God or is you worshiping statues?

They stereotype us as ignorant black men.

The same bullshit the slave master taught back then.

can't wait to see how master gonna act when he's staring down a barrel of this pretty ass mac damn major concern is what them crooked ass cops do well put a pack on you try to run they gonna pop you

Temporary loss of freedom, but I'm not through.

Yo, hold it down.

Ride with me.

I got you.

Hey, come on.

I'm looking at the front gate.

Yeah.

I just bought my match release date.

Uh-huh.

Ready to touch the town.

I can't wait.

Go check my peeps and they'll set me straight.

We'll flip the brick and the cash accumulates.

It won't take no food off my plate.

Nah, nah, you're violating.

Don't want to party, no time to conversate.

Nah, I gotta get mine before it's too late.

Yo, who be the big fish and who be the bait?

Say what?

Another victim in this high murder rate.

Yeah, some bitch ass dude, they got they foodie.

We go low, I'm headed back upstate.

I do trial and offense and investigate.

I got to escape, baby.

I'm a price lawyer.

My family don't long.

I beat a murder case knowing nothing going to go wrong.

I'm born militant.

My black pride is so strong.

Fuck you federales, I ain't singing no song.

Four years straight, feds investing.

Interrogate me and incarcerate me.

Nah, man, I know new job Johnny come lately.

Cause yo, I make this money and this money don't make me.

Gotta eat, work, and sleep when the po-po tell you.

Reduced to a number, be the level you fell to.

God, I'm scared to wash his ass like everybody smell you.

In the belly of a beast, that's what living in hell do.

You're fronting like a killer when we know you're suspect.

You're signing PC, that's why I didn't get touched yet.

It's selling information.

You'll be selling your butt next.

Well, I'll be in the free site.

We're getting my nuts wet.

Yep.

Yep.

Ready to touch the town, I can't wait.

Go check my peeps and they'll set me straight.

We'll flip the brick and the gas accumulate.

You won't take no food off my plate.

You're violating your will, meet your fate.

Don't wanna party, no time to conversate.

I gotta get mine before it's too late.

Who be the big fish and who be the bait?

Know the victim in his heart.

Some bitches do, they got their foodie Rico Law, I'm headed back upstate

I blow trial and fence, investigate the future before the road.

Gotta escape, yo, way behind time, so now I gotta catch her.

I see this pretty young thing, I won't snatch her.

She see my face blowin' though my nutsack backed up.

She whip the pussy on me with her sweet little fat butt.

Money on the block is moving at a slow rate.

Doggies hungry, so I'm taking food off your plate.

Go check Poppy, it caught me some more weight.

Take it OT, it's time to relocate.

Cop me a new crib, cop me a new whip Hit a few new clubs, find me a new bitch

Now I got a problem with a few of these new kids.

They killing one another for this red and this blue shit.

Hey, hey, hey.

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