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L G Wise Live Or Die

,L.A's the big league From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G" Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.N.G Life in L.A. ain

brain complain to da max Jus' another brain complain to da low Gotta get money, got get a lot of ho No less than a G for the show Ain't got no buff or

here, for all the riders No matter what side you on Peep game Welcome to the killing fields Nigga, the home of the G's Land of the nymphos and murderers Still G

elevation Dime sack lacin', court pen pacin' Individual, lyrical math abrasion Psychic evaluation, the foulest nation We livin' in, dangerous lives, mad leak and battered wives A lifestyle where bad streets is patternized Wise

then don't start none Blaze one with Jonathon, part man part fly Handle my B I camouflage like G.I. Fat like Joe, a day in the life Your money or your

swiss cheese Chorus: big l (repeat 2x) (ducks better scat when the gat goes click-clack) Or i'ma have your family dressed in all black [big l] I steal lives

the gooder, goodest Best put to rest acts that's less Sub-regular wreckster, prefer tracks to measure Size up, MC's that need to wise up, fuckin they lives up Urban survivalist, live

s and nines We're down for revolution, not just down for their behinds 'Cause the word is heard across the bay and in L.A. In New York, NY, Chicago and Atlanta, G

m a vulture when the flow go choke your kin Broke, I leave most of them, slow, I keep my motionin' Eye on the prize I silence the wise, my lyrics make