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Fuck these hoez
Get on my feet
Real niggaz
Cash money roll
Order 20 keys
Silent b.g
He used 2 be a man
Bat a bitch
Rollin' raw
Made man
Doing bad
Hard times
Bout my paper
Gangsta shit
Uptown my home
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Play'n and laugh'n
All on u
To my people
Trigga play
Dog ass
Run with my chopper
Cash money is an army
Plan went sour
Ah ha
Problems
Gun slinger
Livin' legend
Clean up man
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So Much Death Lyrics
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Verse 1
Every day I sit and wonder why I lost my daddy so young
Just reminence think how me and him had so much fun
Teach me man to man things bout the game
Let me know always let em hang be bout my change
Never thought that come closee to home I was wrong
Never that my daddy was going away I was wrong
Him and my momma went through they little stages
Always fight threw em out and made him walk the streets
But it was alright
Cause I knew he would be back tommorrow with the sorrow
She would take the frown away let him stay
All he wanted me to do was to be cool stay in school
But the dude that I hanged with rearranged the whole attitude
When he died I start hustlin' to get paid
I did the opposite I know you turnin' in your grave
When I pray I know you hear me at night
It ain't right but I ain't white
And all I got is the street life
I know you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise me this way
Don't be mad we'll talk about when I come one day
Untill we meet I'll keep your name on the streets
>From son to dad I love you rest in peace

Chorus
So much death up on the city streets
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace

Verse 2
I never understood life and how I got here
I just live and try to learn till it's my time to disappear
And see really where my homies at on the other side
Is there a heaven or a hell or is it all a lie
Make believe I ain't gone belive till I see
Is there really a heaven for a true G'
If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it,
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My daddy made it, they was real but got player hated
Pimp your gone but your spirit ain't my nigga
You remembered as a legend couldn't nobody out rock it
You made that style that these rookies tryin' to imitate
They fake as fake I'm here to put them in they place
The one only pimp one gone stop tryin' to be him
And I got a glock with seventeen for that dog pimp
Ester did Hec cause she took Kin I'm took her
When you get that he gone stomp you
And when I get there we gone jump you
Otis from the thirteenth bit the dust
It's a must we strap up and retaliate in a rush
Bust flush that beef like shit
Spend that bin just hit and hit till start the click
Sterling lived a soldier died a soldier
Had respect for knockin' heads clean off the shoulder
>From the magnolia
All the players from that U.P.T.
1,2,3 that truth to the game rest in peace

Chorus
So much death up on the city streets
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace

Verse 3
Pay attention to this song
Once your gone your gone
It ain't no comin' back once your home your home
Every day I hit the door my momma preachin' to me
Doogie stop runin' the streets son do it for me
She know I'm bout money strictly about ballin'
The life your livin' I hope your daddy ain't callin'
That things I go throught I think restin' is best
I'm chillin' while I'm in flesh but I'll be happy when I rest
I got people to see, people to meet, people to greet
Just peep what the other world got for me
Is it joy like they see or nothing at all
I'm ball till I fall with my back against the wall
Chillin' on the block till the man come get me
Mark Fuller is a chillin' spot cause I bringin' blunts with me

Chorus
So much death up on the city streets
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace
So much death up on the city streets
Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace

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