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Grand Finale Lyrics


Song Name : Grand Finale
Song Writer(s): Lorenzo, Irving, Mays, Robert, Patterson, L, Simmons, Earl, Smith, Clifford, Young,
Publisher: BOOMER X PUBLISHING, EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., ILL WILL MUSIC,


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I ain't goin' back to jail
Next time, the county or the state see me
It's gonna be in a bag


Uh! This is it baby, end of the road, ha hah
When you a dawg, you a dawg for life
You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though
You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon


Watch them young guns that take none
Nobody safe from the Friday the 13th
Ghetto Jason, itchy trigger finger achin'
Snatch yo' *** out that S-Cl*** for fakin'


Forty-fo' blast is a bloodbath, take your first step down
A thug path, ain't no love here, just slugs here
Kids know the half you get plugged here, that's just impossible
For the weak to last now, behold the unstoppable


Third eye watchin' you, watchin' me
Throwin' rocks from the penalty box, cop a plea
Young G we was born to die, don't cry for me
Just keep the heat closely and ride for me


'Cause we family for better or worse
You and I from the dirt, you snatch purse, so hard
It hurt to be here, and each year, I'm pourin' out more beer
For deceased peers, holdin' fort


Police line, 'Do Not Cross', they found his corpse
In the loft with the head cut off and butt naked
Homicide the crime Method
Add another killer verse to the murder record
The Grand Finale


Who wan' test me, c'mon!
Me shot *****-hole fi fun


Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem
My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a girl
In the stomach, he robbin' *****z who pumpin'


Lil' Blood got popped, by the Group Home cat
Everybody nervous in the hood, pullin' they gats
Fiend yellin' out, who got those? Go and see
Shorty snot-nosed, he don't floss but he got dough


Thug faces, fugitives runnin' from court cases
Slugs shootin' past for the love of drug paper
Queens cap peelers, soldiers, drug dealers
And God'll throw a beam of lightning down 'cause he feel us


May the next one, strike me down if I'm not the realest
The Mayor wanna call the swat team to come and kill us
But dawgs are friends, if one see the morgue
One'll live to get revenge and we ride to the end


Bravehearts blow the lye with Henn and still rise
Took alive with live men, my man got three six-to-eighteen's
And only five in, the Belly of the beast
Didn't wanna hear the ****, I tried to tell him on the streets


It's irrelevant, the beast love to eat black meat
And got us *****z from the hood, hangin' off his teeth
We slangin' to eat, bringin' the heat
Bullet holes, razor scars is the pain in the street, huh


When you a dawg you a dawg for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel pain from love
(See eye to eye)


Give us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on *****z!
(We dawgs for life)


When you a dawg you a dawg for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel pain from love
(See eye to eye)


Give us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on *****z!
(We dawgs for life)


There's mad money out here dawg
Mad money out here, what you tryin' to get it?
(Word up)
You gonna bust your gun to get it?
(Tsh, whatever yo)
I hear you I hear you


Uh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem
Pinch myself to wake up, 'cause I know it's a dream
*****z that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob 'em
*****z that know me well see me and think I'ma problem


I'm just a ***** that's misunderstood
But word to God, I turn your last name to Underwood
'Cause if I see it, I'ma take it and run with it, that's me
What type of ******** is this ***** on? That's D


The dawg come and getcha outside
The more blood flows, when I plug holes with the snub nosed
Gun blows, bullets whistle, wouldn't miss you
Hit you all up in your mouth like it tried to kiss you


Drama, it's right here, how much you need?
Beat you down with gat see how much you bleed
How much you plead for your life, you was a killer
And all the *****es comin' up out that *** you feelin', gettin' realer


Now beg for your life, one more time, one more crime
One more nine, c'mon cry *****
It's over! This is the ****, that hits hard
You either the last one standing, or the last one to fall


When you a dawg you a dawg for life
(Ride or die)
My dawgs feel pain from love
(See eye to eye)


Give us one shot at life
(Let us fly)
Come on *****z!
(We dawgs for life)

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