Yeah A we gone do this up son Yo we from Hempstead as close to the shacks as Parkside
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My whole team is out for the gusto Internally blood drip through ya body slow We on the go but yo time is still limited Unlimited type style and we be rippin shit My whole team is out for the gusto Internally blood drip through ya body slow We on the go but yo time is still limited Unlimited type style
A+:
Welcome to the PSG I represent The littlest in the crew but first one to get up in em I straight up skin em like wolves I wish you would have been Fakin jack and get ya whole hood hit But it's all good We do the things y'all wish y'all could And play the bat yo and watch the brothas bark like wood So knock on it Go head you want it Nobody want it You turned in for it pulled nine stingers like a brown hornet While y'all was droppin I was underground shadowboxin Layin low puttin final touches on the flow So here we go, tryin to snatch that dough Got niggaz breakin camp like Dre from Death Row From the streets to the jail, I represent well Touch a nigga like brail, jacks are hotter than the third rail Scale to tip in my favor, the livest save Grade up in the U.S. now let’s get this paper
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Prodigy:
I'm yawnin while I wake up to the early morning gun-fire Another day another scar to acquire Jumped out my bed tried to break my alarm Took a shower and then I strapped on my firearm Grab my Pelle Pelle cuz I wanna look fly when I die But it ain't my turn to say goodbye How do I know? Some people call it instincts I like to call it my luck who gives a fuck I’m stuck, in this environment can't depart from it And if I try I always end up back where I started Plan A square one there's no escapin So I pun and realize my too I'm tryin to live a full life before my time is through Clock's tickin, so I don't got no time for you As I head outside amongst the rest of the animals Where I feel relaxed and safe and I can stand it (To all my kiko's) It's sort of like a family brawl We gather up all the soldiers and form into a invincible Swarm of kids, now it's on again Drinkin straight from the bottle warm gin drippin down my chin For the crippled children you can't win Against 25 niggaz bent up with mac-10's Semi-automatic, fully addicted crime addict So long as there's cash involved I gotta have it There's many different levels of the criminal mind Either you're in it for the gusto or I’m wastin your time
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A+:
Now is you ready for men, cuz they your peeps that you saw You probably heard about me and my crew doin what we do For my nigga True and Smif-n-Wessun Cuz I be wreckin mic-checkin fools that come around second-guessin I sparks in the dark like stars in the sky Spiritually, lyrically, since knee-high The cradle, I represent my peoples and my label Cause when you take a ride through Parkside it's fatal What's my time to shine my design you can't define It only takes a line and a rhyme to blow that mind To have you buggin, niggaz got they tapes dubbin Where ain't no line for me to kick a rhyme pushin and shovin Now it's over, walkin like a soldier I told ya Shorty droppin bombs and shit, like Oklahoma Kinda soul, comin wit that bomb for sure Run for shelter little brotha when it rain it pour
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Prodigy:
First of all the foundation Money is the root of all evil The cream'll have you shittin on your people Livin like lotto, everything is everything Ain't nothing change but the clothes that my money bring I'm makin figures that I never thought possible You try to slow me down you'll find yourself in the hospital My crew got the army in techses And them Acuras that made you get your cap peeled backwards For years, I've been tryin to blow for years Gettin bent off Moet spend a G on beers Livin life to the fullest, my story ends wit a bullet To the chrome-oil drop to the bottom of the pot My invincible crew will never stop If you're lookin, you can find me risin to the top I'm a classic approach my level and get your ass kicked Floatin in a river wit yo body rapped in plastic I'm tryin to make a half a million triple in size Before my eyes, another part of my team dies I can still hear his voice while he up in the sky While the rest still livin steady tellin me lies It's like a bad dream, and I can't wake up But at the same time I love it and I can't give it up
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