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Float, float Float, float Float down on the beat Yeah! The pain of death never goes away I learned that and not to give a fuck Then I give a stray Like there's no other way But still tell my young nigga that I'll throw your life away Orange juice, cookies, bread, about to hit the pavement Started like a young buzz Now we're high gangsters This fatal punishment for an investigation Like you don't know rules and regulations Have money but have a heart digger I treat this rap like art My word is playing pictures Then why you sleep on our fist? To keep a lead on niggaz I do hope you see my vision I couldn't rap more clear about this life I'm living Riding around, that's my discretion But they learned my lesson They say I'm living without a second guessing Letras de cancionesBut I'm just counting all God's blessings Except for niggaz down But I'm back for more You can picture a perfect life Triple B,3 comes from a lead Cold nights on the block with Charlie Sheen Easy money to mafia, you know the team Drag them ,get in the building Lost a nigga on the fucking death And we gonna keep on pushing until we start to laugh Fuckin' hate ass niggaz,I'mma hold my breath Why you talkin' to the old nigga? Cause you don't know the shit But I ain't worried about nothin' I'm an old man It's my time to get better again Thinkin' about all the good times and the bad too You don't have to suffer like I had to Hustle hard, you don't work,you don't need I dream about money, countin' them in my sleep I wake up in a cold sweat We're from the tramp,doing bad Now we're fucking around with turkey bags I will step in Now we're trying to fit a big tree in a sack See them same hoes and my past I am dedicated to the cash I remember when a nigga that couldn't pay for Went broke,had my work,had to wait for Stressed out,waiting on day 4 I'm just glad I never caught a case 4 It's a game out here Nigga roll a dice And we just try to live life And for my niggaz I got to shine And free my niggaz for doing time From Letras Mania