My hood was full of thugs, money, guns and dope, Findin my stomach full of liquor, my lungs full of smoke. I had a pocket full of stones out there chasin that money, And once I got it I be damned if somebody could take it from me. Run on up and I'm a dump until the trigger jams, Mothafu..a you better realize, that's the type of ni... I am.
Z-Ro
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