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Hey man, look, man. Shit got me itching, man. Side effects got me tripping, man, on gang. I'm on one. Sorry if you like what the fuck I say. Hit me my mouth. Oh, man. The difference is a big difference. On gang. Heard it was a drought on real niggas in These streets. Well, ain't let them down yet. Uh-huh. So salute me when I step. Ayy. Better be careful with your breath. I pack that.40 by the belt. Trapped the homies in the bricks to let them Know I mean some shit. Knew a nigga that loved hustling and he died Behind a brick. Fuck. Knew a nigga that loved them hoes and he Died behind a bitch. Slipped up. knew a fuck nigga that snitched. Now he back home with his kids. Yeah. a nigga that didn't say shit and got Life behind a fence. Look. So what you made of? Made real or made bitch? Bitch. What you afraid of? How it sound or how it hit? Fuck. Look, shit can get real. Jack or Jack Jill. Get her ass on the pill. Fuck and jack her ass again. Ooh. Man, I can paint you a scenario. Uh-huh. Look, boy, I'm very throwed. I'm waiting by the phone for Big Homie to Say, "Nail him," oh. Two-time loser. I load my clip with a bandana. Grrt. Know the judge can't stand me, so I Stand up and tell him. I heard it was Drought on real niggas. Shit, not over here. Real nigga shit, bitch. I'm as real as it is. No faker, gangbanger nigga, down for a bid. Ask around, I put it down for the clique. So when you see me-Keep that energy. Ayy. Yeah, keep that energy, my nigga. Uh. Keep that energy. Yeah, keep that energy. You see me-me, keep that energy. Yeah. Just keep that energy, my nigga. Bro. Keep that energy. Yeah. Keep that Swear these niggas don't boss like, Act like, talk like me. Yeah. Guess that's why they wanna put chalk 'round Me. Been doing this since a little dude. Real talk, lit your ass, 13, big tool. Big Run up, you's a big fool. Fool. Reach and I'ma show you something. Huh? Give you free shots like a nigga really Owe you something. Uh, what's all the hate for? I really straight. So all the fuck shit, Huh, it's really, really late. Got a gang of hyenas and we looking for A plate. Real spit, homie, you just looking like a steak. I peep the vibe and the energy is off. Yeah, I read they eyes-Yup 'cause they seem To tell it all. Real is real till you start to do some Fake shit. These real bangers, so we can't do No fake hits. Niggas want attention, But we don't give them none. Just keep that same static, nigga, when you see Me, son. I heard it was a drought on Real niggas. Shit, not over here. Real nigga shit, bitch. I'm as real as it is. No faker, gangbanger nigga, down for a bid. Ask around, I put it down for the clique. So when you see me-Keep that energy. Ayy. Yeah, keep that energy, my nigga. Keep that energy. Yeah, keep that energy. You see me-keep that energy. Yeah. Just keep that energy, my nigga. Ayy, Keep that energy. Yeah, keep that energy. I seen them in my DM on P shit. For real. I text back and say, "Let's shoot It out." This street shit. Book it. No, I'm not calling off no beef. You trying to get me hit. They get I told Oskie and Peanut, "Nigga, Grab them three sticks." I'm serious. Pull up. Treco on my left, they know I Keep it. I keep Gave my.40 to my Shawty, this what you sleep with. Don't leave. Yeah, six feet underground, You in deep shit. Okay, then free Monster Dude, Free Q, and free Bic. Ah. Uh, Cashville nigga to the death of me. If we don't win the game, fuck it, kill The referee. Doo, doo, I'm running up paper planes, Wiz Khalifa next to me. Right here, nigga. I got your bitch claiming that She having sex with me. It's buck. I told 50, "Kick your feet up, I got the recipe." I'm whipping. Nigga, when Pac and Biggie died, the streets was Left with me. Big L. Every time I get on this sideline, I think About Aaliyah. Oh, Lord. Maybe that's why I'm rolling up kush when I'm Flying on this lick. Oh, They want me to crash, nigga. Woo. I ran it up fast, nigga. Woo. I pulled up and took these niggas trap. I didn't even ask, nigga. Trap. You never have put your wrist through flaps. You wouldn't eat last, nigga. Real. Uh, black shirt. Ayy. Black gloves. Ayy. Black mask. Yeah. I heard it was a drought on real Niggas. Shit, not over here. Real nigga shit, bitch. I'm as real as it is. No faker, gangbanger nigga, down for a bid. Ask around, I put it down for the clique. So when you see me-Keep that energy. Ayy. Yeah, keep that energy, my nigga. Keep that energy. Yeah, keep that energy. You see me, keep that energy. Just keep that energy, my nigga. Ayy, Keep that energy. Energy
Young Buck, Oskie, 2GunNut — Energy
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