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I went to sleep kinda early on a Friday night Tryin' to catch me some Z's instead of caught me a fright I fell into a dream of me bring deep in the gang Slangin', gang bangin', you know what I'm sayin' right I'm stayin' on the corner with amount full of guns Fresh from the store, countin' my bankroll Every day I'm in a doogie suit taking a look And if I had to, it ain't nothin' for me to shoot Boom, boom, boom. In the game that's how you with it 13, now I'm 14, I'm a kingpin I'm tossin' and turnin' sayin' mad what will it be then And if I don't, I'll probably chokin' on a Mack 10 Somebody hit me on the phone [Telephone rings, picks up] Hello? (Hey yo, Chris, man, Guess who's got smoked? Yeah, man) Man, now I'm tossin' and turnin' up more 'Cuz somebody told me that my homie just got smoked I'm glad this ain't the real deal 'cuz if it was A nigga like the miggida Mac would've took weeks comes And I ain't with a stealin' of chillin' of getting a tag I never, ever have to come close to a body bag I'm glad we didn't get caught up and did the right thing But that life's a nightmare, a real bad dream A real bad dream A real bad dream A real bad dream Break 'em off some |