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Ralph Sims, having been duly sworn was examined and testified as follows "Why are you in custody right now?" "I'm charged with a conspiracy case." "What kind of conspiracy?" "Cocaine." "All these people in Government's Exhibit 10-C. Do you belong to the same group?" "Yes." "BMF?" "Yes." "Do you remember to where someone told you to hand bricks to someone?" "Yes." "Jeezy." "Jeezy?" "Yes." "We've heard some in this trial about a possible musician named Young Jeezy." Yeah "Are you referring to the same person?" "Yes." J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League We all knew the code How you just gon' let the submarine just implode? I was trap or dyin', gettin' money on the road Bagged money, Magic City throwin' money on the pole And even back then I was mindin' my business Fast-forward now I'm still mindin' my business Letras de cancionesI'ma 'pologize in advance right motherfuckin' now For all this cap shit y'all gotta witness Niggas talkin' 'bout that I turned my back Y'all ain't give me no choice, shit, I ain't look back Any nigga with some common sense would've done the same thing Yeah, that's on Big Bank, Big Facts What I'm supposed to do? Sit in jail 'bout a nigga? What I'm supposed to do? Sit in hell 'bout a nigga? Niggas can't tell me they wouldn't have did the same damn thing Ain't no way in hell, my nigga Man, these niggas is delusional It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me? But the world gon' see Man, these niggas is delusional It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me? But the world gon' see Man, these niggas is delusional Niggas actin' like I ain't hit my own capers Niggas actin' like I ain't had my own paper Niggas actin' like I hit Strokers, 1-12, Vision with 'em, turned 'round, aksed for a loan later Welcome home, Bear, sout out to lil' man Westside Blu, yeah, I had my own team Sleepin' in my California king in my penthouse behind Phipps Plaza, yeah, I had my own dreams Put my blood and my tears in them motherfuckin' words Popeyes west with the motherfuckin' birds Then you got the nerve to try to call me a rapper That's just like the Oscars tryna call me a "actor" What, you wanted me to go to jail, my nigga? So we can go half on a cell, my nigga? Can't tell me they wouldn't have did the same damn thing Ain't no way in hell, my nigga Man, these niggas is delusional It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me? But the world gon' see Man, these niggas is delusional It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me? But the world gon' see Man, these niggas is delusional From Letras Mania