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[Intro] 
It's all about the 6 figgas 
You ballin nigga if you got five figgas 
[Verse 1] 
I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it 
Game tight like elastic 
Wit a block ??? murder jack it 
Eraser, Baby Gangsta, V.L. nigga 
I'm on a trail to Hell, before I go I want 6 figgas 
Uptown is where you catch me doin' dirt, gun slangin 
Nuts hangin, for sho, play me short and I'm bangin 
I ain't no ho, my heart don't pump water, it pump liquor 
Watch your step, I'll hit ya, I promise I'll split ya 
Click-Clack, everything I pack got hollow slugs 
I'm the definition of a thug 
My whole click sellin drugs 
Ain't no love, if ya outside the CMB 
We risin, drivin Lexus and big body 
Got them whole thangs for ten a key, niggas think we tellin tales 
But on the real, we got whole thangs for half a sell 
F.B.I. tryin to nail, but our click covered up smooth 
Whatever you do, or how you do, it's all on you 
Hot Boy, 16, playin wit G's 
This rap game is the life, nigga ya wouldn't believe 
What I go through and what I see, it's amazin 
On the slick, thirty six ounces, top twenty, I'm calculatin 
Hoes catchin masturbation, shit's a trip 
But I'm bout moola, fetti, cheese, green, my grip 
Nigga don't slip, cause i got 10 clips and I flip for it 
Nigga believe I'll rip a nigga shit for it 
[Chorus] 
In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to live large 
But you step or get stepped on, times is hard 
Shit get real, head get bust, blood spill 
It's bout havin thangs, that's why I want a mill (2x) 
[Verse 2] 
Nigga don't you trip cause I done came up on a lick 
And I'm servin thirty gram ounces for six 
I got the block sewed up now, come to me 
I'll take ya to B., he went down to ten a key 
We got coke floatin through that U.P.T. 
Glock totin, locin, in the GS3 bubble 
In the Lexus 450 Cruiser, block bruiser, nigga don't let the age fool 
ya 
Head bussa, Hot Boy, young baller 
The AK I pack is used for manslaughter 
My mind is to be respected, or ya neck come off 
Cause Uptown, there's no hesitation to set it off 
Load it up, release safety, and bust 
Retaliation is a must, I don't give a fuck 
I'm checkmatin niggas, that's on the real, so wuz happenin 
I'm full of that dope, scratchin, and I'm bout that action 
Is you bout that action, if not, clear a path 
I'm mad, I jacked a nigga and an ounce is all he had 
That's sad, you stun'n, jepardisin ya wig 
Doin' that petty hustlin, ain't comin up on shit 
What's the reason, bein on the block all day 
You ain't got nowhere to lay, that nickel and dime pay 
You'll do better grabbin a K., bein ready to spray 
Make a muthafucka day, nigga be ready to spray 
[Chorus] 
[Verse 3] 
Spark the beef up like a lighter, i'm a gangsta rap writer 
Everytime I spit, I get tighter and tighter 
Keep it real when I flow, hollow points I throw 
Quick to chop a nigga down like a fuckin lawnmow 
Playin a flow over the limit, in this music business 
Come wit shit, ya gotta listen, til the fuckin song finished 
Young menace, sport girbauds and reebok tennis 
Nigga know if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin 
Can't calm me down, cause I'm from Uptown 
Call me, it's war wit an army, wit tommy guns 
Wit drums, a hundred plus shots comin from 'em 
I don't give a fuck, if I did 'em, then I done 'em 
Take notes, bitches always try to be close 
Silent when you got money, but naughty when ya broke 
Bustas wanna be ya boys when they know ya got coke 
I stand alone all the time, bitch niggas catch a poke 
I hustle hard for what I want, if I don't then I'm a broke nigga 
Wit no money on my block then you a joke nigga 
I rap now, I put aside that coke nigga 
But if I gotta, I grab my ducht tape and my rope nigga 
[Chorus] 
[Talking: B.G.] 
I want a mil ticket (gettin wicked), mil ticket 
On the real, V.L., my nigga Big Moe, 2-2-3 
L.T., Adam, G.A., Black Ten 
EightBall, Derek, lil Turk, Hot Boys 
My nigga Bubba got the Hummer 
For the summer

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