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Straight Doin' It

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[Verse 1: Big Vic] Straight doin' is the thing that I come by punk No thoughts to the matter when I get drunk Gettin' gerped is a way of life for me Brown bag wid a forty straight to the party see Always on the run but I did mix So don't trip when ya see Vic hop a fence Straight turn around in the cuts and lookin' for a nigga to jack In my lap my fuckin' strap and po po's on my fuckin' back (Whoop there it is!) This nigga wid the slow roll money smoke and chiz Trip through the sewer I'll be ya tour guide Used to be young as fuck and now he pullin' homicides After the death I'm headed towards the light Get ready for the hit and stay outta sight Straight done did it and we poppin' and it ain't no joke Make the headlines my way, nigga smoked New booty to the game of crack Tried to sell and couldn't watch his back To the cuts and have the nigga jacked Nine double M to the dome and took his sack Day after day it's the same shit, (same shit) Year after year and it don't quit, (it don't quit) Niggas on the Hill try to, ruin it but they can't Cause I'm straight doin' it [Verse 2: E-Sick] There's a whole lotta shit I need to talk about So you'll see what the Sucka Free is all about The whole fuckin' city's turfed out Everybody and they momma's in the drama no doubt Two for one is how we do it in the city Get ya ass fucked up niggas showin' no pity Alotta motherfuckas gangbangin' Other young brothers sell caine crack or dank I know alotta hoes that, boost Hit they ass wrong niggas gettin' juice It's niggas that might rob ya Put a pistol to ya face or don't bother The point I'm tryin' to make is real clear G That livin' in Frisco's crazy 4-1-5 is the code that we live by Gotta get drunk stay pumped for the drive-by [Verse 3:] Sucka busta gay faggot coward ass niggas Better punk out when my finger's on the trigger Causin' no delay I won'ta save to hesitate To blast to the chest and put a bullet in ya brain My friend my homie, my so called partna Next time I see him I think I gotta pop him Pack a gat up in my pants everytime that I'm steppin' The forty-four mag is the motherfuckin' weapon Straight doin' it I'm worst than a dope fiend Or wid some dame I get psyche off the cheap green [HOOK:] Niggas be doin' it straight be doin' it Brothers ain't new to it and really don't give a shit [x2] [Verse 4: Big Vic]



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