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One time. Just so you know it's still my side. North side. Young homie off sugar cream. On the grind. Used to bust the pack down, it was booger Green. Sell nicks and dimes. Few things you might should know. These streets, they get so cold. Fast life make young so old. And selling dope can sell your soul. Few things you might should know. These streets, they get so cold. Fast life make young so old. And selling dope can sell your soul. I'll talk to you just one time. I'll talk to you one time. Just so you know it's still my side. Just so you know it's still mine. I'll talk to you just one time. I'll talk to you one time. Young homie off sugar cream. Young homie on the grind. Few things you might know. Represent the same hood as Ultraman and Zulu. Hidden Valley, quick to pull up like tutu. Bare knuckle, bruh, might even shoot you. Either way, end of the day, you'll lose, Suwu. That's how we do, you critters. And you foo-foo figgas. Set traps on them elusive tricksters. You'll still lose to gizzas. So put some respect on the name when you See that tree of ours. And quit rocking the leotards. Send my hitters and throw my thumbs up when I see the jaws. It's done. Like Noor. Solid. One time. Just so you know it's still my side. North side. Young homie off sugar cream. On the grind. Used to bust the pack down, it was booger Green. Sell nicks and dimes. Few things you might should know. These streets, they get so cold. Fast life make young so old. And selling dope can sell your soul. Few things you might should know. These streets, they get so cold. Fast life make young so old. And selling dope can sell your soul. I've been waiting for the summer all winter. It's a competition for the record, I don't really See contenders. Know that everybody wanna be a Winner. Everybody wanna be rich, I just wanna be Richer. If I go the wrong way, just remember The devil was an angel. You wouldn't need a savior if it wasn't for A sinner. I wasn't baptized or born by whiffer, But the package I received guaranteed got delivered. And I came from the north side, where the Fam gang bang and they don't play. And I'm sure you feel the same about your Side. 'Cause these different name hoods all the same Place. When the pigs pull up, they see the Same face. If they find a thing on us, It's the same case. When the opportunity see us, The same hate. If I make it, then I Hope you get the same fate. Lord knows I Can't wait