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Word to mother!
 I hope whoever stole my dice lose like six hundred
 (Don't put it out there, man) cocksucker
 Most definitely
 We up in here
 Boot Camp Clik
 On the beat
 TY Dizzle
 Ah
 One Shot Deal
 Duck Down in this muthafucka once again
 Let's do this (New York, baby)
 (You) thought I was finished, you thought I was done
 'Cause I took time off to raise my son (to raise my son)
 But I rep for the streets, prepared with the heat
 The Top Dog will rhyme over any beat (any, anything)
 Yeah, you rep for the hood, that's all to the good
 My dogs get high off Henn and backwood (uh-huh)
 I got love for the game but some of you lames
 Get me sick tryin' to sound the same (uh-huh)
 But I do what I do, carry the flame
 Like the last child tryin' to carry the name (carry the name)
 I'ma rep for my stripes, that's word to my life
 Like you coward cops tryin' to take my life
 Yo, I'm just tryin' to do me, high as fuck
 Countin' up bucks, baby boy's lackin' trucks
 Tryin' to live through all the bullshit
 Addin' up chips, a nigga tryin' to get rich
 And when I'm aggravated, I smoke heavenly
 Drink heavenly until the loss of memory
 It's the Vi-double to the l-E
 Movin' out where it's warm when it's chilly
 The god is back to put the R in rap
 No R&B niggas, the streets don't want a part of that
 Become hard for the game, some starve for the game
 Some don't get the picture 'til they a part of the frame
 Just cool it, mane, it's simple and plain
 Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn, but I live in this game
 Still the same and I do the thang like it never was done
 This little nigga move ahead of the gun
 So what you sayin'?
 Every day, all day
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) on the regular
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) sober for now but
 (I'm) rollin' up
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) everybody together
 (I'm) lovin' it
 (Just) hangin' out (lovin' it)
 Coolin' out (listen)
 Tek son, it's time that you're free
 It been nights I ain't sleep
 Too busy worried about the moves in the street
 We send flames down the base of your spine
 We lose one, but we killed two, catch you while you're out on your grind
 A nigga gotta get bloody every once in a row
 Give it and go, let it out, it's good for the soul
 How you're talkin' but you can't understand it
 I'm 'bout my money, mane, and I gets respect 'cause I demand it
 Chief headbuster, throw a ace, come back on the sixth
 Gotta jump, yeah, I ran but came back with the fifth
 We turn May to the 4th of July
 Sober you up, you're high
 Wave king, I'm the voice to the star
 Yo, it's Starang Won (uh-huh) with no deal, I'm mobile
 This rap shit is so real, man, you don't even know Will
 I play the crib, re-runs of Moesha
 Eatin' cold pizza, man, smokin' more reefer (c'mon, pass that)
 Passed my bitch up, took the hooker back, it's cheaper to keep her
 Try to escape (uh-huh), a nigga keep gettin' in deeper
 Yo, this ain't the same Starang niggas is used to
 I'm neutral, but that don't mean a nigga won't shoot you
 Yo, I write a check, niggas turn up dead
 I'm like a toaster the way a nigga burn up bread
 Aha, I come on, I play chess when I'm rappin'
 For real yo, a nigga feel like I'm the best when I'm rappin'
 General Steele, original head, original crook
 Reside in Southside, Queens, born in the Brook
 As a youth, I was raised up by the books
 Mom and pops gave what they could, the rest I took
 Crook put me on, told me, "God, step to your biz
 The hood needs soldiers to represent for the kids
 Boom Camp started, so y'all gotta finish the shit"
 BC legendary, dog, remember these kids
 No record company can put an end to this shit
 We click-click-click-connect, stay connect to get bricks
 Black Smif-n-Wessun's the shit, we puttin' it in
 Entered da Stage underaged and became men
 I shine, you shine, get your papers, mang
 These cold streets preach the Rude Awakening
 For the people, we gon' do this, we endurin' the pain
 Duck Down more than a label, this family, mang
 Every day, all day
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) on the regular
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) sober for now but
 (I'm) rollin' up
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) everybody together
 (I'm) lovin' it
 (Just) hangin' out (listen)
 Coolin' out
 Every day, all day
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) on the regular
 (I'm) with my niggas
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) sober for now but
 (I'm) rollin' up
 (Just) hangin' out
 (Just) coolin' out
 (Just) everybody together
 (I'm) lovin' it
 (Just) hangin' out (uh-huh)
 Coolin' out
 I'm just, just, just
 I'm just, just, just
 I'm just, just, just
 I'm just
 

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Duration
05:24
Key
9
Tempo
78 BPM

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