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[Intro: sample] I’m so into you, I'm falling on to you I’m so into you, I am [Verse 1: J. Stalin] Another day in the ghetto, God bless the dead I’m still pushing in the trap, smoking purp to the head I lost another nigga and a family member Damn, down goes another one, timber I lost my daddy, bounce back like simbers Hard for these niggas to stop a real winner Whole family eating, guess who bringing in the dinner Money on my agenda, feds on the phone line She keep my bundle in the jeans, I’m so dary on Once you take care of the hood, you can carry on Barely grown but the hustle well known My nigga, I’m from where the birds flown Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store Pocket full of loaf make these bitches all go I’m in the distributing my nigga, I move snow We in the distributing my nigga, we move snow [Hook: J. Stalin] Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store I put these naggies to work when I see po-po You in second your money what you grinding for, for You in second your money what you grinding for Hoes zipping my drawers right in front of the store I put these naggies to work when I see po-po You in second your money what you grinding for, for It ain’t what you make it’s what you put up [Verse 2: J. Stalin] Still flipping I ain’t talking bout gymnastics Spending my cop money on CD graphics I’m from the home of cry, I tell you bout traffic I tried to take a nap but the phone kept smacking Tell them I need help they say I’m overreacting But my clientele massive, so a nigga know they watching On the other hand, bitch niggas is talking to the coppers RIP Mufasa, Gregory smith Before I knock a nigga down, give em Italian kiss Forgive me for my sins, I just wanted to be rich Just a starter in the game, never ride in a Benz Slide up with a clip nigga long as a trench coat That’s how you rock when your coke come on a go Bubble over top like a root beer flow When the feds kick in the door, man that’s all she wrote When the feds kick in the door, man that’s all she wrote [Hook] [Verse 3: Lil' Blood] Lil' Blood, keep it real like Boosie nigga, blood trill Touch 50000 of a white bitch in high heels Blew 30.000 in a week to see how it feel Rock 10.000 nigga, way before I had a deal Me and Rape Up are doing numbers up in Hollywood Lost a few bands, but the little nigga doing good Trap 6 zips last week when I was in the hood Bought back 8 straight drop so it bounce good Remix, had to double back to the black fence Pepper in my pocket just in case I got a whack shit Corn ball clown ass niggas get the stainless Ornmamas I’m in here where I’m aiming, banging Live wide big body ride, I’m a big dog The bitch ain’t been out until it get lost, get lost Asap, scratch off fast bitch I do it hooving If she ain’t choosing then the bitch loosing [Hook]