Where my real niggas at
  Theres a lot of real niggas out there
  Theres a lot of real niggas everywhere
  Thats why you don't fuck with just anybody
  A lot of niggas is just on the low, chillin
  Not botherin nobody, until one motha fucka fuck with em
  And then all hell break loose
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  Quiet niggas will kill
  Loud niggas talk shit
  Them be the ones that get killed
  It's wild where we walk kid
  Is you brave nigga
  Is you a slave nigga
  Is you a made nigga
  Or is you a paid nigga
    Well known gangstas, in trust
  That we bust
  Your heart and soul lies with us
  Boldly go where we once took a nigga before
  Now the motha fucka beggin for more
  Its the reason
  Standin here shakin, hatin the haters
  They watchin my paper
  Realize, a 4 5 will open his eyes
  Now what the fuck you think he saw before he drop
  Nigga standin there just like a cop
  Braveheart I'm screamin up the block
  Now the soldier, cadet, general in fact
  Don't let me get up and show yawl motha fucka's respect
  Plans connect
  The twinkle and diamonds upon my neck
  More jazz than Hornecek
  I blast and leave your corner wet
  Straight on top of ya
  Spittin like the trench coat mafia
  In a school yard we make it hard
  Was poppin yawl
  We made our change was stoppin yawl
  They spray your names rest in peace on the ?? wall
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    I wave gang signs at the youth, thats down for the cause
  Cling them things in the ?? you betta get yours
  Time is runnin out
  Your streets is gettin smaller as we speak
  Juliani turns these lights on so niggas can't creep
  I miss the shit of days we did this
  Please free John Gotti
  They kept the black man eatin, not killin everybody
  Drug wars is real
  You have no friends in the outfield
  Foul balls is deaf, umpires keep ice grilles
  Theres no tomorrow its the bottom of the 9 9
  Can't die a broke man with a bitch thats fine
  My hearts full of braveness so who the fuck will want to save this
  Fallen angel from fallen star and chaos on this nation
  Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin
  You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin
  Don't play us on your station if you pussy or you hatin
  You can find us in the hood; thuggin and regulatin
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    We here to eat food, my peoples, be lethal
  Shots in your body make you see through
  Quiet niggas become jail riot niggas
  25 to life, big never cry niggas
  Floss when they up north
  Chest gettin bigger
  Celebs on the V I respect that nigga
  Rege on the regular chops is up; like a editor
  Come through on man gang like the predator
  If yawl wake I'll wet it up
  Jungle set it up
  The jackal rock you to sleep while I'm comin at you
  Air out your area, Queens Bridge forever, what
  Ill will the label
  Bravehearts yawl scared of us
    Yo when those niggas ran these niggas stayed
  With these niggas switched up and bitched up afraid
  These niggas clicked up and ripped up the gauge
  Those niggas got jail and sick cause we paid
  Don't even rep Q B
  You ain't got hood stripes
  Looters come through catch you frontin
  And its good night
  Know how much force this is
  Juggle horse and whiz
  Notin but horses kid
  We go to war for this
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