Going back to the basicsThis shit ain’t hardKonvictTesting one-two-threeTesting one-two-threeTo streetsTo all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain’t got no love for youYeahTo all my killers and drug dealersThese streets ain’t got no love for youNo, oh-ohBetter get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Yeah-yeah-yeah)Better get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)Get out while you can (Get out, yeah-yeah-yeah)(Huh) Get out, get out, get out, get out, get outDeath penalty, the future for a kingpinGot a suite up at the Ritz for the seasonBlonde bi**hes in the palace like it’s Frankie ValliRich ni**a out in Cali, all black DinaliGot the soldiers and the powder and it’s all the powerSticks and the bricks and I want a [?] a hourPull up in it, leavin’ a lucky bastardHeavy set but they really know who run the recordIf she wet then she might just be the total packageBetter yet, then she might just really want it lavishWatch [?] boy, walk [?] tight rope (Hahaha)Two hunnid for a boat, full of white dopeTestifyin’ that’ll get you where the mice goMink coats, maybe when the light lowGotta stay strapped ’cause the dice rollIf you gangsta then you buried with your ice on
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