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Verse One 
Well biggedy bust a mover 
I biggedy be the trooper cause I'm slammin 
I'm ready to check this jam 
that this is havin 
I'm audi  I'm riggedy rollin four deep  don't sweat it 
I'm troopin it with my niggaz  East New York is where I'm headed 
I'm friggedy freshly dipped  cold as shit but money I'm rugged 
I'm rockin my forty belows in the snow so yo bug it 
Yo fellaz  let's giggedy grab the train, fuck the walkin 
Aaah, here we go, yo, why these people hawkin? 
You you stupid , you look at my crew and now you're thinkin 
(They must be wildin...-= Is that them stinkin?) 
Fuck no you wan-ton soup serving 
You're staring, you beady eyed bastard link 
Whaddya think dick? I'm comin around the train and bumrush ya 
Give me a ten foot pole and I wouldn't even touch ya 
Hey lady, I see you sittin by the conductor 
Thinkin that I'm a nigga, you figure I wanna fuck ya 
Fuck there goes my beeper now these people think I'm slingin 
Rocks by the blocks and killin em by the millions 
But yo hops, here kiggedy comes my stop now I'm audi 
I giggedy gots to go you motherfuckers think I'm rowdy and 
Verse Two 
The people love it 
I'm swingin it from the lifestyles of the ruff and rugged 
They got me upstate troop, so fuck it 
In penile, I'm hard as a fuckin brick I wreck shop 
Money grip, I'm up in the yard fightin kids till I drop 
But, I'm out now, so fuckers around the way are sweatin my peoples 
Not worried about a new jack black my shit is diezel 
Cause I pack, steel, I got the back, wheel 
And plus I got the Yung and the Resless watchin my back, still 
Because I'm runnin the ave again 
I'm back in the game with my neighbor 
Up on the ave runnin guns that was to be the new flavor 
And I'm wid it, my cousin's throwin a jam tonight I figures 
That I'm bringin all my guns and I'm bringin all my niggaz 
(Don't go hangin out with no niggaz...-= That's the life, that I lead) 
You figgedy fuck around you lay around I told my cousin 
First kill the flex, word is born I'ma bug him 
We spiggedy spark the buddha now I got the devil in me 
I'm sick, quick to smoke a nigga like a chimney 
I'm packin a clip, ready to flip, just me and my friends 
Twenty deep and two deep, a B-M-W and a benz, rollin 
Verse Three 
Brrr, it's cold as shit, liggedy split I think we're here G 
Fuck I forgot her address, yo fellaz just bear with me 
Yo Stevie, remember the crib she was tellin us that she chilled in 
Well there go the block she live on and I think that's her buildin 
Let the games begin I'm packin my steel with nuff dreads 
In front of the buldin shit's thick cause all I could see was nuff 
heads 
But I know them, we're spiggedy sparkin blunts and squeezin triggers 
Bustin caps with my troops and a buncha other niggaz 
Ashit, niggaz is bustin caps, fuck that 
I'm ready to find this crib, where this bitch live at? 
Let's see, none of them kids right there heard of Shorty 
Whadup Duke, any y'all niggaz heard about this party? 
Who the fuck are you G? You couldn't be talkin to me hops 
Get off that bullshit kid or get your teeth dropped 
Cause out here, the biggedy bumrush is mad thick 
I'm ready to catch a body so you might get had quick 
A'ight G, I'll biggedy back up but kill the yappin 
Don't play me for no sucker motherfucker it won't happen 
Yo fellaz, let's biggedy break North before I flip 
I'm sick of the way these punk niggaz always talkin shit 
Punk what? You stupid motherfuck, is you crazy? 
I'm liggedy loadin my clip about to flip, you're Swayze 
I'm ready to light em up the four fifth is set to ill 
So I tightens up my hoody so noone can see the grill 
Yo what the fuck you doin man? (Blam-blam) 
(Ohh shit) 
What the fuck, now what? 
Where your man at now G, what? 
Yo Blitz, yo blitz yo let's be out 
Figgedy fuck it 
I caught another body now I'm back up 
State doin a year and a half until my court date

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