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Area 7 Let Me Down

Eh, eh, eh, eh. Get out my face. Check it. Mobb shit bitch. Lynch Mobb mane. Eh, eh. The Lu-Lun-iz 3 Times me Ager Man Bart Let me turn up the

keep my pistol in my grips You disappear like extra clips If you fuck wit me Good luck wit me I'm buck 50 Don't worry about trouble cuz I brought the truck wit me

west coast sound that your always wantin' Dogg Pound Gangstas, we still G-Funkin' Let me know a little somethin Cook up the bass now your trunk be subbin Ridin down

them Want 'em, come get 'em n*ggas, ya'll know where to get at me Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me You bastards, I'm laughin', bullets

When I inject memory cell motors retrospect To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect Directed live from the 2-1-2, 7-1-8, and 5-1-6 area Throughout

schizophrenic of the pathway to livin I fell into the deep end You shouldn't have told me The pyramids can hold me So now a contest is what you owe me

't change me, Cause I'm a be a nigga for life, flyin' figures in ice, I bet the price on the fling of the dice, Shorty with me, we slingin' a pipe, Chrome

, built this shit from the ground Any city any town, staying ten toes down Cause the area code, I explode for 7-1-3 Paper or change out of range, these niggas know me

Streets & Mack Maine] [Intro: Lil Wayne] Yeah, it's on Basically... I got the Streets and the boot with me Dedication trois [Lil Wayne:] Now let me