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[Dona]Yo, honest living gets no respectGet money on the streets, niggaz show your loveFast cars, gold chains, son, doing his thingI`m doing my thing, together we bringThat hard street shit, niggaz been waiting weeks to getBest of both words, Chinese and SunnydaleLobster and crystal, the nigga fuck with meCuz I keep its real, and I`m from the VilleXXL wanna put me on the cover, enemiesUndercover, wanna take a nigga underFuck these niggaz talkin` bout how they discoveredMad at ya girl, cuz I ain`t fuck yaPowder blue prada`s, Dona, the don dadaIt get`s not hotter, top shottersBlocka, I got this whole game in a smashYou couldn`t do a song with me, cuz all your shit is trash[Miz]Look at me now, Mega, I`m trynna ice the crownBlow shots at your crew, when ya`ll actin` wildThe streets be us, and dog, you can`t fuck with usReal niggaz been shackled on the back of the busBeen blowin` mad niggaz, for talkin` like they be toughSo please don`t fuck with us, niggaz will scuff you upGot the goon squad, postin` up in the rearReady to start something, pop about two in ya earYou hear? Get it clear, never fuck with the manCuz if you, talk to the man, you`ll be layin` in sandYou hear? Never scared, it`s the block in here106 and cardin`, that`s how we startin` this hereRest in peace, Fly Ty, wish my nigga was hereNot in the mental, the physical, standin` right thereTalk to me ya`ll, Legal Hustle that`s how we doWhat, ho..[Cormega]In the street I`m known, for heat I holdMy road dogs, Moe Dog and Bebo`s homeNiggaz be fightin` over syrup, by my kilo soldNow I`m a motherfuckin` Legal Hustle, C.E.OI brought the pain, it hurt y`all to see me blowLike the hurricane, you thought it was a gameTil the hummer came, you numb like, novacaineScuff like purple haze, nigga, know your placeI don`t wanna blow your brainsWill leave dead or like something in a produce laneThere`s no use mayne, you know you lameYour re-up is weak, my peeps told you waitYou didn`t like the Realness, you know you fakeMy success got you vexed, that know you hateThe fact I`m eatin` like my peoples do in soul food platesUh, Don P, shit, we go through casesAnd, we got lawyers, that blow through casesI will walk through your projects with no shoe lacesAnd laugh at them niggaz with them broke school facesWhat, you can`t fuck with my team, the Legal Hustle regimeWe the fucking machine, nigga, fuckin` with meGet love in the street, cuz we was huggin` to eatNow we chillin`, pullin` up in them fleece

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