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Yeah OK we broadcast live from the side
the real nigga ride and the rest die
Ay be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about
You a lick and do your time, you don't testify
You keep your face card good and your nose
Never the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us
We broadcast

From a
You sell blow, get enough to get an elbow
Or you ain't
You be the man you seen bricks
And not that
It ain't gon be no shit, you better know that
Prepare for the gunplay, and I every one day
that kept me with it and I'm back on the frontpage
Just this shit how it go, I follow the g-code
They so far up on niggas they u got a cheatcode
All I ever wanted was a widebody
And a bad bitch, you ain't got no friends
Ain't never got a hand 'em out
Long as I can keep the cheetah on me at the house

OK we broadcast live from the west
Where the nigga ride and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you know about
You catch a lick and do time, you don't testify
You keep face cut good and your nose clean
trust the word of a dope fiend
Keep a strap at all times run numbers up
If that ain't what you want you one of us
We live

the gutter, nigga get high with they mother
To take they mind off they go do some time for they brother
Boy you get with that bundle
better not at another
'Fore you get hit with a title from which you recover
My mad tell me boy you better be the man
You better fight, they your ass then you fight again (damn)
Coming live from the spot
Get everything from a slab to a (cocaine)
Divide the have from the
Should twelve get on your ass, give them but gas
nothing but the money
spend it as it coming
In God we trust, for everyone else the all

OK we broadcast live from the west
Where the real nigga and the rest die
Ay don't be out here talking bout shit that you don't about
You catch a lick and do your time, you don't
You keep your face cut good and nose clean
Never trust the word of a fiend
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If ain't what you want you ain't one of us

Nigga we and direct from the project
Where ain't got shit to lose, they ain't got shit
So when they get a little cheque, think they hot
A pyrex and out of ten apartment
And hot half price, nigga hard shit
And thot shit'll around every week, but it did so you keep
If the neck game ain't good if a lame peep
Ay we'll turn up the week but on the weekend!

OK we broadcast from the west side
Where the real nigga and the rest die
Ay be out here talking bout shit that you don't know about
You catch a and do your time, you don't testify
You your face cut good and your nose clean
Never trust the word of a dope
Keep a strap at all run them numbers up
If that ain't you want you ain't one of us
we broadcast live