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J. Stalin

All Around Me

 

All Around Me


I left school and went to sell coke at lunch time
Ever since a lil nigga I been getting mine
I seen real niggas die up in the ghetto
Wrap him up in the sheet and dig the hole with a shovel
Bangas out the window, I been riding with the devil
Niggas get smacked but the coke still yellow
Weed still moving, bitches still choosing
If I ever bounce out tripping, believe I'm gon' use it
I see a lot of tough talk but don't nobody prove it
If you ever think I'm broke, nigga, you hella stupid, stupid
You niggas worser than these fucking groupies
You was selling coke like the boat movie, movie
My connect say I'm his best student, student
You talking money then I speak it fluent, fluent
You talking money then I speak it fluent, fluent
Funk season'll leave your block in ruins

I ain't got nothing but gangstas, killa niggas all around me
All around me
Murder for hire, they get the job done
But they gon' charge you a fee, charge you a fee
I ain't got nothing but dope dealing, hustling niggas all around me
All around me
We gon' weigh in on the brick and break it down, we all gon' eat
All gon' eat

Kept my mouth closed, kept my ears open
Squeeze first, that's how you survive in West Oakland
Cokeland, California where the dope made
Real niggas made a living off th D game
Before they ever get a job, they'll jack and rob
You doing good then you better thank the game god
'Cause these white folks, they'll do you like you Trayvon
Lately I been getting to the gren like I'm dre mob
You ain't ever changed up on me, you my day one
Real niggas know it take one to know one
Certified 10th shit, I been A1
And everywhere I go you know I keep a gun
These bullets heard, they getting shot, ain't no fun
Kedr on my lap with the cinnamon bun
And them little niggas with me, they gon' slide for fun
And them little niggas with me, they gon' murder for fun, pussy boy

I ain't got nothing but gangstas, killa niggas all around me
All around me
Murder for hire, they get the job done
But they gon' charge you a fee, charge you a fee
I ain't got nothing but dope dealing, hustling niggas all around me
All around me
We gon' weigh in on the brick and break it down, we all gon' eat
All gon' eat

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