[Intro: Billy B]
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What's crackin'?
You already know, this that real east coast crippin'
Cradle to the grave, can't stop won't stop, can't C stopped
Left side is the best side, baby, we on top of the game
I love my Locs 'til I die, stack them Cs high
Crip up or grip up, all that other shit is dead heat, cuz
[Verse 1: AK]
Uh, pull up on you with the 3rds if you test me
Keep two thangs, that's my word and my testes
Streets know the name gained my stripes like a referee
Kill 'em with the bars tell 12 come arrest me
When it's Hammer Time there ain't a MC that can touch this
Better guard your chick, I was her MCM crush pic
I don't politic if it ain't money, on my Trump shit
Niggas on that dump shit, no sanitation, gun shit
Talk funny, lose your tongue shit, puncture when the slugs hit
Shooters carry heavy arms, call that shit a gauntlet
Chase you like you Jerry Tom, right up out the function
Block was just like Vietnam, grew up on the junction
Niggas you don't want it, pull up on you like warrants
This is just a warnin', ISIS, I'm known to torment
Every other day I'm countin' checks so I'm performin'
Hit the spliff I'm higher than a hill but I ain't Lauryn
Show you how to flip the script, I'm givin' tips today
You gotta look within and focus like you tryna meditate
Then envision all your goals like its already on your plate
That's why my every day motive be to Get Out & Create
Pay me every phrase, gave me knowledge like a sage
Bloodsuckers gon hate, I'm ridin' dolo like I'm Blade
Bae flyer than you lames, every day it's foreign gang
Every year you say it's yours but you niggas never change
Trade hunnids never change but I keep a dime in range
With a pretty diamond ring, shinin' anytime a day
Simon should do what I say, ridin' like she do the race
Free that nigga Tay-K now be a witness to the great
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