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[intro: chris rock as pookie in new jack city]
this crack sh*t man, it’s got me man
i got no control over it man
i tried to kick it man, but the sh*t just be callin’ me man
it be callin’ me man, i just gotta go to it
i need help, man

[verse]
ayo
ayo, you n*ggas must be sniffin’ white
for thinkin’ me and you was ever close to alike, dike, you fisher*price
i’m like the new benny blanco, makin’ sure you miss your flight
catch you outside of the airport, and clip your lights
i need my chips to stack like six midget type
before the end of the year’s up and that sh*t is light
i’m way iller than the bullsh*t you n*ggas write
hit your windpipe, twist a knife, never miss the nights
mommy said “son, switch your life”
streetz got you, it’s the night to howl at the moon like a wolf in strike
while you move timid
we was cookin’ up the hard in the jar that used to have the babyfood in it
tell the fiend “wait a few minutes”
f*ck the judge, the da, the captain and the lieutenant
you a fool if when you get the paper all you do is spend it
well sh*t, that don’t get you more chicken
it’s the flow that sent mortal opps to the mortician
bro listen, i shine mad bright, more than glisten
got it on my own ’cause before n*ggas never saw the vision
now my sh*t way more than cl!ckin’
your work garbage, you cook yours
tried to front and had a doctor wrappin’ up your face with the good gores
slide on you n*ggas like church socks on wood floors
you n*ggas ass*backwards, lovin’ thots like good broads
it’s the lord, nothin’ over that
body everything and disappear off the scene like the zodiac
mpa 930 with the gold shoulder strap
my right palm got your soul attached
n*gga

- rome streetz lyrics

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