[Chorus] 35 a gram is too much for me They got it for 29 up the street So please, papi, work with me Cuz see 35 g's for a key is too much for me 35 a gram is too much for me They got it for 29 up the street So please, papi, work with me Cuz see I don't wanna hurt you papi
[Verse 1] No I don't usually rap about crack and all that I ain't doing the Devil's job, nah, fuck that And I don't usually just rap to jaw jack But I'ma take you back, way back, before rap Before I had to fight with a kid got clapped Before all of my fist fights and nap nap I grind full time son, VA was the jump off In somebody's city with mad coke to dump off Nah, we ain't come to act wild We came to introduce you and your hood to this crack vial Make a couple of big niggaz turn fragile Get some money, shoot a few niggaz and then be out 1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, hit it We wanted it so we had to get out and go get it So every month I was uptown Tryin' to get papi's high ass coke price to come the fuck down
[Chrous]
[Verse 2] I was livin' like a moron, the old E days The game is a oxymoron; we sold free base My partner was two face; he smiled when we was face to face Soon as I turn my back he made the screw face I know he want my spot He know he got to kill me to get it I don't care if I'm found guilty or acquitted Niggaz gon' feel me on some shiddit Cuz they know I'm a nigga that did it Not just a nigga that spit it Send you to the bottomless pizzit Then go to jail and get hed on a conjugal visit Yo, come here exquisite, um nah forget it I'ma stick to the script so niggaz can get with it Martinsville, Virginia, Richmond, sittin' in the kitchen Crackhead cookin' up the batch then Not matchin', same draws with shit stains Sellin' the same shit somebody sold to Rick James
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