[Intro]

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About to tear shit up

[Verse 1]

Everybody wants success, progress

Be a superstar flex, fancy cars, cash large checks

Live large, they dug gambinos in Reno

Gamble grands in the casinos, be rich like Al Pacino

Rock minks, diamond rings, drink fine wine with links

Fine cuisine, define the things, act like they kings

Live supreme with the luxury and addictive things

Malicious fiends be sellin' idiots fictitious dreams

But this life hold besidеs nice clothes our prize goals

Stank hoеs wantin' your bankrolls or rob us if it ain't those

Heads quittin' jobs, gettin' large, flippin' yards

Vics be gettin' robbed for they jewels, R.I.P., they're scarred

Money's the cause reason for more thugs, more thievin'

More grievin', more treason, gettin' that money throughout all seasons

Leavin' a clip up in that Nine, these street wise minds

Beat the system, their curriculum's of crime

[Chorus]

One for all the cops who's actin sheisty after me

And two for all the crooks who's always doin' dirty deeds

And three for all the ladies that supply my daily needs

And four, it stands forever, plus the forty o's of weeds

[Verse 2]

Life's a strain, things change so my bro dread, fall down like Lopez

He was a coke head, one night when we broke bread

I'm buggin' in my world of strugglin'

Had to get a gig and it was jugglin', the stuff that thugs be smugglin'

Before I was budgetin' ([?] now was on your plate?) A healthy steak

Now I got bank, money to waste

Women wanna take me on a date, to fornicate

Sent me upstate, remember Mike Tyson got charged for rape

Jakes be bringin' hate, what else they comin' for?

Could it, be for the Rodney King footage? We packin' guns galore (We packin')

Ready to war but some thugs just love the raw

Feel they're above the law, ignorin' cops in these streets

Be ballin' hot with big willies call the shots, get all the props

On the block as the big apple falls and rots

Word up, you know the deal, the streets is ill like that

You got my back, I got your back, let's keep it real like that

[Chorus]

One for all the cops who's actin sheisty after me

And two for all the crooks who's always doin' dirty deeds

And three for all the ladies that supply my daily needs

And four, it stands forever, plus the forty o's of weeds

One for all the cops who's actin sheisty after me

And two for all the crooks who's always doin' dirty deeds

And three for all the ladies that supply my daily needs

And four, it stands forever, plus the forty o's of weeds

[Verse 3]

My body lived off rice and beans, born in Brooklyn

Lived half of my life in Queens, but still I took like a Crooklyn

It's no joke bein' broke, live our life on hope

When I deliver life a luxury like the pope

No equality, causin' poverty, I never struck the lottery

So fuck the lottery, I got commodities as well to sell

Excel, who's livin' swell?

'Cause life's a livin' hell like livin' in a prison cell (Maintain)

In NY, thugs bring pain, kick your ass in the rain

Quick to bash in your brain, get your cash and your chain

It's lynchin', this tension, like the murder trial of OJ Simpson

Success, yeah, to hell with quittin', it's like that

That's why I stack loot with crack loot

'Cause I wanted a fat crew, but I'm no longer with that troop

Still with the loot is vital to survival

Love duckers, hate ruckus

But if I got to bring the ruckus, fuck it

[Chorus]

One for all the cops who's actin sheisty after me

And two for all the crooks who's always doin' dirty deeds

And three for all the ladies that supply my daily needs

And four, it stands forever, plus the 40 o's of weeds

One for all the cops who's actin sheisty after me

And two for all the crooks who's always doin' dirty deeds

And three for all the ladies that supply my daily needs

And four, it stands forever, plus the 40 o's of weeds

[Outro]

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