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Pirus And Crips: A Short Story

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[Intro:] If Pirus and Crips all got along They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song Seem like the whole city go against me Every time I'm in the street I hear [ScHoolBoy Q:] "YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK!" [Hook:] "Man down. Where you from, nigga?" "Fuck who you know, where you from my nigga?" "Where your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?" This m.A.A.d city I run, my nigga [Verse 1:] Brace yourself, I'll take you on a trip down memory lane This is not a rap on how I'm slinging crack or move cocaine This is cul-de-sac and plenty Cognac and major pain Not the drill sergeant, but the stress that weighing on your brain It was me, O-Boogy, Yaya, YG Lucky ride down Rosecrans It got ugly, waving your hand out the window. Check yo self Uh, warriors

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