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Shiest Bub: Yo it's Shiest Bub, yeah you know I'm a veteran 10th grade I was a Varsity letterman Introduced to crack, now we headed to Maryland Fiends knockin' at the door, go ahead nigga let 'em in Yeah we poppin', cop 4 keys when the cheddars in Niggaz I ain't worryin', send shots an' they scurryin' These actions we, hurried 'em, bastards we burried 'em In the belly ofthe beast it's Shiest the Barbarian Hook Jim Jones: That's us that Purple City Byrdgang (Eastside) That's us that Purple City Byrdgang (Woop Woop) Dipset that Purple City Byrdgang (We ride the 5) Hardbody that Purple City Byrdgang (Eastside) That's us that Purple City Byrdgang (Woop Woop) That's us that Purple City Byrdgang (Dipset) Dipset that Purple City Byrdgang (Eastside) Hardbody That Purple City Byrdgang Verse 2 Un Kasa: Catch me O.T., Maybach wit' a bitch Two Macs strapped to the lips now rapidly spit Two bad Brazilian bitches wrappin' my spliffs Two birds strapped to they hip Purple seats lavender 6 100 thou just to wrap up the wrist Nod your head, cash in your whip Got the crack stash in the van Yo them Macs I got 'em stashed in the trench Empty two clips when I'm havin' a fit Two guns I ain't havin' that shit Diplomat, Purple City, better honor that shit It's on my arm wit' that shit For your moms, put a bomb in her whip They be wonderin', where the car and her went On some arsenal shit Jim Jones is the Capo of this You up next my nigga just let those cartridges spit (Bddaaat Bddaaat Bddaaat Bddaaat Bddaaat) Yeah nigga you know what's gonna happen When I pull up and pull out all your gonna hear is "Word to the 5" Hook Verse 3 Jim Jones: You fuckers Now knock it off, the drama then pop it off (Say word) I cop shottys, the noses I chop 'em off (Bddaaat) I'm hardbody, lord knows I got the floss (Blingin') The big body, you know the top come off (Wow) Now be advised (yeah) We be them guys (Uh-oh) 100 Gs on the ride, gun on me when I drive (Purple City) Gun on me when I ride (Who want it) Cuz that envy jelly the street, niggaz get delt on the street Shout out to Melly and Zeek (Yeah) Just get ya health and just creep It ain't tellin' me peace I'm 'bout to melt 'em with heat (Boom Boom) That's for them ice cream niggaz (Uh-oh) Pull up with the AK an light them cream niggaz (Ba-bow) Yeah its word to the Byrd, it's Jones on a roll It's the chrome to your soul, let 'em blow, there they go (There they go) That's word to the Byrd, that's to the Byrdgang It's Purple City in this bitch, you heard man Hook |