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Verse 1: MGD
Back on the block from the last time I came, last time I told ya Now don`t get caught trippin`, trying to trap, and we don`t know ya Cause you gone get yo sack took and ran clean off the street And I ain`t gone even shot ya buster, I`m beating ya wit the heat Work ??? a half just to start up Bring me back the ten then break `em all down to quarter`s Servin hustla`s to servin J`s, nickels and dimes Cause them the hustla that put the meaning behind the word grind So what`s the hassle dawg, if ya feel me bust up a cap dawg Nothing but love, for this muthafucking trap dawg Playing a zone, straight get my serve on Oh we git straight to it, so you can kill that you heard homes Bringing back a triple like it ain`t no thing Cause y`all serving skimpy sacks to make the re-up change That`s right I stay in the lab, cooking this dope everyday And keep y`all ass looking for that everlasting yay Hook: 4x Yeah… (Everlasting yay) Verse 2: Pastor Troy I got the ? on the block of the bay Looking at my watch in case these cops want to play I`m waiting on Jay, baby what`s the word I got a million dollars down here floating on the curb I got to smoke my herb, to keep me from nuttin` up It`s to hot on 9th, I got to take it to the cut And I`m too cold to touch, and got a partner name Mike Say what? Sell coke I almost made it out my night But went to thinking twice, after the birdies got him But they don`t want buddy, they his buddy at the Simp So I`m a call Kim, tell him put the package up Something is bout to happen and it`s gone to be corrupt I made a couple bucks, but I`m making more now Shit wanna flip the game, Pastor Troy a show you how See I can make a vow, cause the grind was my dad The more I think about it, the more it make me mad Hook: 4x Verse 3: Lil` Pete I started selling coke when I was sixteen The hard butter crunked it up for them dope fiends It`s none other than the one they call Little Pete Yeah ya know me, that small nigga from baller street Pay what you owe me, slowly I came up From dust to dawn buddy, now my folks ain`t having fun We out here grinding, diming, serving, dirty from hustling But when I get clean like Cinderella it`s a dream That means never, its eighteen`s or better My dash is leather and I pack a Beretta Whatever you wanna do we can do Before you do, go find yo muthafucking crew Verse 4: MGD I`m blazing trees on the look out for my enemies The dirty cheese and them broads that work on they knees Better stay at home, better stay off the streets Pastor Troy, Little Peter, and MGD Hook to end
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