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Caine House

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Chorus So I told you where I hang out Ya got some sellin then Haller my name out Remember man me an you Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains out Ill blow his mutherfuckin brains out So I told you where I hang out Ya got some sellin then Haller my name out Remember man me an you Runnin up out the cain house Nigga just for you I blow his brains out I blow his brains out Ill blow his mutherfuckin brains out Verso One Two of my hommies got killed From the hollow point tips Cepts it looks like hell Three point five million From those narcotic sells Gang signs thats maile Seventy two hours incarcerated All becouse my hood floss bloody body's On the pavement That playa hater shit Is what brings that type of drama What a nigga need to start doin Is just kidnappin your mama Catch me in the game for 8 years So watch my nigga catch stripes In the middle of the night Seein fiends smoke pipes Dub sacks an Coniac Helps me deal with these phonies Busters sellin for G's that I stack From the back to ponies I got hommies with L's on they backs Who fell through the crack And hidin shank's under they mattress Where were you When will you realise When cockin Glocks To pop those cops Makes a Mil of these blocks Ride in drop tops Be foolin with G-nocks Dont trust those bitches They choose to squish and let em squeel Go ahead and trust em You'll have no money screamin BIAATCH To tha billi ba-bang The reflections drummin like solo Hold on like En Vogue Put out that Endo Let down the window Tec's to our set Seventeen to mix with the bullshit Lettin em know at the do' with the full clip When you bust at me That nigga slip They steady runnin The gun To keep the nigga off that lay low Got niggs on the pay roll That'll kill when I say so Three hay-lo's It gets so fatel On Warnell talk to no one Sometimes it gets to the point I Cock my ho's see what Im sayin Chorus Verse Two The lord is smokin Thats why my life Has been this livin hell For the thug life up on the street And to the prison cell Unlawfull use is what They caught me with a Tec-9 An do they got probable cause They never did take no time Steady use of prison Took another brothers man hood They choose next time Up under the bench They say its all good But I was young Didnt know any better Although I did comp out the bootcamp Fly to give a brotha seven Years of prison teirs My hommies pourin beers



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