[00:00.000] 作曲 : AZ[00:00.917]No need for Lato's, pure straight out Bolivia[00:05.041]Peru, uncut baby, what?[00:09.817]Life is a struggle[00:10.676]That's why real niggas I know stay on the juggle[00:12.663]Some hustle to double, others hug you to mug you[00:15.073]Poverty-stricken, they even turn a church kid into stickin'[00:17.711]It seems sickenin', but what?[00:19.146]Whatever makes the pockets thickin'[00:20.638]**** the police and no remorse for the beasts[00:22.588]That's lost on the streets,[00:23.469]that pistol whip a priest for a crosspiece[00:25.474]I'm lost chief, runnin' through strips,[00:27.039]thinkin' of top dealers, fillin' TEC clips,[00:28.972]wit 'cop killers' that could stop gorillas[00:30.893]Shovin' a stubnose in buttholes, I'm nutso[00:33.152]Skitzo, clepto, killin' shit up throughout the metro[00:35.651]My thug essence will always keep me plugged with drug inves*************ents[00:38.156]Sketch my reference, takin' papers considered preference[00:40.816]And violations will lead to kidnappin, decapitation[00:43.334]So what you're facin', is realism that's in activation[00:46.152]Livin' off land with five honeys playin' my hand[00:48.454]Me and fam, sippin' off Guinness stout and eatin' clams[00:50.731]It's all part of plans, a vet chillin' in Tamps, West and Stans[00:53.512]Outta state connect, slugs, sex, drugs and grands[00:56.743]What? For my hype niggas (Uncut)[00:58.649]Trife niggas (Raw), 25-to-life niggas[01:01.042]This is as, pure as o***m[01:02.515]Purified for street players to open em[01:04.430]Space, like three els laced with coke in em[01:06.424]Shots awoken em, fake uniform jakes approachin' em[01:09.022]Six trips, to young clips and killers coachin' em[01:11.484]However though, fake ass niggas'll never know[01:13.837]Cuz my method's perfected[01:14.840]I'm movin' sceptic and never show[01:16.694]I'm soon to blow, stack doe, lay on the low[01:19.015]While I'm sippin' Cristal I mess with Long Island and Moe[01:21.560]A part of nature, me wan' acres in Jamaica[01:24.246]Puffin' exotic trees without seeds rolled up in leaf paper[01:27.132]So exhale, cuz if I don't live to tell[01:29.185]Then **** it, farewell[01:30.153]I'll see the rest of y'all niggas in hell[01:32.551]What? For my hype niggas (Uncut)[01:34.384]Trife niggas (Raw), 25-to-life niggas[01:36.810]So all my good fellas, heroin, coke and drug sellers[01:39.424]What the ****in' cats can't tell us,[01:40.753]if they ain't got bread to bail us?[01:42.429]Have to survive, I haven't seen it all, Peter pay Paul[01:45.069]From the connivers to the livest, they crack fool[01:47.427]It's all war, the streets are filled up with guns galore[01:49.801]Plenty young for war, gettin' their minds flunked and sore[01:52.216]Yo dun, ****in' the 4.....[01:54.131]Mother****ers think we're playin', back em down[01:57.343]Holdin' niggas for hostages, what? What?