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Yeah
Yeah
The year I was born
October 18, '74
its in my blood to get the fetty for sure
A young nigga ready for war
i was cursed since birth
and my daddy slangin' baggies of raw
and i'm the advocate
crack hit
in 86 we started havin' shit
straight havin' shit
makin 20 off a note
rockin', cookin', cuttin', baggin' it
pushin packages for my cousin
my whole family slang dope
i refuse to go broke
cause she always hung around with the big pushers
and my big sister was a little richer
i watched niggas brake keys in the sink
with jack hammers and gensues
throw me money for tennis shoes
I been the dude since high school
the latest clothes and them jewels
had me paper chasin'
I bought a quarter ounce and an uz
i didn't finish school
with my crew
hit tha block
I'm walkin in the shoes of Felix Mitchel
start hustle like them real niggaz do
and little D
them balla niggaz from my projects I listen to
I kept it real in my interviews
I was broke as fuck
and sleepin' on the floor in the village dude
I'm just a Y.G.
chronic D
smokin' fire weed
niggaz corner peak
I'm building dynasty
so I pistol whip and rob niggaz
what goes around comes around
but God love me
cause I end up gettin' shot nigga
my heart don't stop
i pop bubbly
I live lovely
got the whole block locked
And my dad the black gorrilla family crack dealer
with the house on the hilla make scratch for realla
that's why I say its in my blood
with the columbian plug
cause my father was a thug
flood the block with drugs nigga
with glocks up in the holster
we slang lots of coca La Costa Nostra Nigga! Livin this Life
Livin this life
Every days a stuggle
Just to survive
Just to survive
Costa Nostra
This is my life
This is my life
La Costa Nostra
My life
La Costa Nostra.
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