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Dynastya

Geah, whassup? Where's all my street niggaz, project niggaz Real niggaz, worldwide Let's reflect, e'rybody got a story We all ghetto B, here's mine Geah

Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Give it to me Every time I think about the Way you feel I get excited

{1-900-Hustler, Sigel, holla at your boy What's the problem shorty? Yeah whattup man I'm the only nigga from Brooklyn out here man I'm tryin' to lock

Yea standin' knock right here You fuck around not have the right speakers in your system Your shit be soundin' like this Big things, thick chains, ain

Damn how am I gonna say this shit, hey Hey Dad, yeah it's your boy Remember me, I wanna talk to you scrap I remember being kicked out the house, 'cause

I thought this was America people! Uhh, yeah, guilty until proven innocent huh? That's how we workin' huh? Okay Before me there was many, after me there

Uh Y'all ready? Y'all ready? That's right Holla if you real and you know you a G Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D Holla in your hoods

(Let him hold you, let him touch you) You don't understand now because you're cryin', and you hurt (Soon you'll understand) You'll understand soon enough

courage Your sword will revenge The oath of the justice He is the choice of saints The royal crown of your forefathers Braveries tell histories across the time Dynasty