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• Artiste: Boldy James
• Titre: Francois
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Had to learn to put that work on the scale, before the money got made Niggas think 'cause they go to jail, that it's something to praise (That shit ain't cool) Can't even say if niggas kept it solid Whatever happened to them niggas got away and live to tell about it? Some niggas faked it 'till they made it, I just can't relate (I can't) Look at his piece before the rap, that nigga chain was fake (Cap) All of a sudden niggas me, soon as they get some cheese Type to believe his own lies, it's a sick disease Where all them bricks you niggas sold? I'm tryna buy a few (Where they at?) How many whips y'all niggas drove you had the titles to? How many cribs y'all niggas owned before the signin' bonus? Outside my bitch, it ain't no hoes I feel entitled to Gettin' my peoples out the streets, all I was tryna do Ain't no indictments or no links that they could tie me to (Scot-free) Can't put myself on the scene or actual situations When it come to murder, ain't no statue of limitations This for my blue-collar criminals in for robbery Arsonists, kidnappers, extortion, bribery Burglary, embezzlement, homicide, forgery Perjury, vandalism, conduct disorderly Parole violators, A through Z prefixes Larceny, motive death, under false pretenses Racketeerin', conspiracy, had to learn to tread water First degree and second on voluntary manslaughter Remember [?] robbed dawg, ain't wanna kill him But when we told him to come off of that shit, ain't wanna give it up And 'fore my nigga Tino died, gave me the china plug That's who my nigga Needy say that I remind him of Went upstairs on Lil Dave soon as we caught him lackin' In his baby mama driveway, that shit was bound to happen [?] arrested my nigga Monk, went in for ten summers Me and Dre never trade off bodies, we like twin brothers My nigga Dutchie ate a double, ain't talkin' no whopper Nutty and Wes'll pull up in two Trackhawks with them choppers In the city full of jackboys, who don't get caught without it They turn your block into a blackboard and put some chalk around it Real 6-4 from field in the Kentfield This ten mil'll bounce a nigga forehead off his windshield Witness homicide on the six, we branding the wheels Still traumatized since some of my friends gettin' killed This for my blue-collar criminals in for robbery Arsonists, kidnappers, extortion, bribery Burglary, embezzlement, homicide, forgery Perjury, vandalism, conduct disorderly Parole violators, A through Z prefixes Larceny, motive death, under false pretenses Racketeerin', conspiracy, had to learn to tread water First degree and second on voluntary manslaughter