Wave to the side of his dome, definition of good? yo Gangstas don't die, niggas only become immortal Angels no longer fly, they walk right before you In front of you, it's foul what this honey could do Cats corrupt, so loyal I hung with E-Money too, the fuckin' truth There was Stress from my squad I could've died the same night that Stress died I just got out of his ride He dropped me off then drove to Springfield November 30th another Queens king killed It fucked me up y'all I was just tryin' to make it with Steve Stoute The legal way, drug-free route Back in the days they was sleepin' on us Brooklyn keep on takin' it, Manhattan keep on makin' it
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