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The Invitation

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I had five hundred grams and fifty in 58 bags Fo'-hundred Benz, eight thousand in cash Then the ball dropped, gun popped, Banks got blast I make it so hot, one shot'll melt yo' ass Got popped up, cried 'til my eyes turned red Then told myself in the mirror "nigga, you ain't dead" I'm far from eccentric, I'm so psychotic I don't need you to shoot for me, nigga I got it When you see me in the hood motherfucker don't talk to me 'Less you wan' talk about using the hawk for me When Al blew Black away I had him on some stupid shit Then my rap shit worked, now I'm super stupid rich All I do is stunt now, I'm so Maybach There I go fronting again, I meant to say laid back Go 'head move reckless, get banged for your necklace I serve him with the semi, feed him a clip for breakfast You want some? Come get some Nigga it's murder one when I toss my gun You might see me let it off, you might see me run But you won't see shit time the police come Huh? You want some? Come get some Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun I just squeeze and squeeze 'til the whole clip done You just bleed and bleed 'til the police come Huh? You want some? I got a eighth of dope left, half a pound of purple Shooters in my circle, try me I'll let 'em murk you Got more guns than a gun store, beef ain't what you want, boy You wanna be nice to me, you wanna shoot dice with me You want a ace on purpose, why you so nervous? Nigga we from the same hood, we come from the same shit You got gonorrhea too? We fucked with the same bitch Getting money is necessary; see me I'm a visionary And I'm saying that house should be a crack house Now see it how I see it or I'll bring the straps out The tech and the mac out, the Sig and the Taurus The Koch and that Heckler, then nigga we warrin' I let my pistols speak for me and all of 'em foreign Click-clack, comprende? I'm criminal-minded Toss my Nina in the sewer, bet nobody find it 'Til it's rusty and fucked up, forensics have fun, what? You want some? Come get some Nigga it's murder one when I toss my gun You might see me let it off, you might see me run But you won't see shit time the police come Huh? You want some? Come get some Nigga it's murder one when you see my gun I just squeeze and squeeze 'til the whole clip done You just bleed and bleed 'til the police come Huh? You want some? Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it Come get it - huh? You want some? Come get it, I'm strapped now, I'm with it Fuck that nigga - huh? You want some?

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Curtis James Jackson, Manoro Perez Williams, Tyrone Gregory Fyffe

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Before I Self-Destruct

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Aftermath/Shady

Release Date

January 1, 2009

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