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50 bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain When I'm dead and gone niggaZ gonna remember my name 50 [reapeat] Yo black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy Sneaky muthafucka remind me of nigga that clap me He ain't the type you shoot dice with and win dog Unless you try'na get your ass layed out in gilmore Yes we soldiers, remind me of Troy and E-Bags When they came through they hollad like "What up Conrad?" Grimey niggaz they loved to get gully Summer time still had on black gloves and scullies The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread Them niggaZ from Philly would of called him an old head But he an OG remind me of ChaZ and Bump real low key Sounded like he didn't know nothing about drama For this money shit many men do trauma Switchy walked in son, this bitch had the baddest ass The bulletproof glass was rolled up on the S-Class Heard in DC he kept mad blocks in order Picture this a young nigga gettin it like Rich Porter Sonny came in for half a pit He got knocked, he on lock still controllin' his spot from constop Pop pulled up in the CL5 his project changed His man just got fucking murked by Salene Heard he got it in the range nigga came popped one in his brain Over some-thing took his watch and his chain Country boys off the hook down there in Richmond main. In the black 740 I sat, my hat turned back Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist blinging What! I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we lost for two pies Son he smokin that shit I can see it in his eyes Comin up wise emotions closed An' most buying round looking for wisemen toast Benny hopped out the Esculade with a few thourough men from B-More They sellin herion in Maryland reverse back to diesel Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that only ment more cream First it was him and his brother now he got a team Went from 5 and a half grams to living the dream City pulled up Goddamn you know his format Bentley is all marble in the door and floor match Get the hats out the stash box popped two glocks Peace "All eyeZ on me" 2pac Everybody knows he a boss he still gotta floss He on the same bullshit that sent Gotti up north That's Dime in the blue TS stunting like he Nicky Barnes He broke but he talk like a Don Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitin cat Kill a nigga quick remind me of Haitian Jack I peep his style son I know his steelo, He on the d-low He smile at niggaZ mumbling fuck you in Creole Heard war stories bout how he maneuver with the Ruger Hold the iron horiZontally and send shots throug h ya Few niggaZ tried to murk him, most them got found Some turned away try to run they in wheelchairs now Banks hopped out bulletproof this, bulletproof that Bulletproof snorkel, bulletproof hat Got out a Black Hummer he blew 90 on that Poppin mad shit like he gonna bulletproof that lets go