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Back on the beat with my head up, Hands down. Chilling with my eighth, DJ Brown. Nigga that I am, fucking bitch. Mixing business together though, ain't That bitch. I'm a player from the city streets Of Allenville. Let me tell you nigga, fuck nigga this the Truth. I'm love with eight bitch, In the Delta. Nine millimeter will put you to Your fucking next shit. Get a nigga number, nigga on deck. Driving nigga drip on these big blacks. Coming hard, rolling like the old days. Man motherfucker guess a nigga don't play. Fuck you talking 'bout, bitch fuck you talking 'bout. Fuck a sister, nigga 'cause the cops Watching. A seven-thirty three on my Belt. I told my baby, she a theft. Donning my L ho, blazing with my or more. Got my big eight-four blue ready to go. Speak to your past life, bitch. This ain't no clique, bitch please. I'm about to have a fit. Let me tell you about my troubled life that I had. I was raised by my family, Never had a dad. I don't give a fuck about another nigga shit. I'm a player from the city streets, Fuck a bitch. From the gun laden shit, Just real shit. And let me tell you about That other bad side of me. Got hundreds on, this my main man Biggie D. Stick the eight out mane, this a gift. All these dummy niggas talking this fake shit. Mane your head in the freezer with For my Motherfucking hoes, this is what you get. Sixty in the Cold safe, steady shit. Taking a rap for clip Like I am a freak. Want to get to the phone, I'm a street. This nigga is kill. From the fucking street game, Selling a kill. And niggas always coming up and talking about the Streets. Never seen this country coming out of my Fucking mouth. It's coming back to niggas like I Owe them. Nigga I owe Them.