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Wassup ya'll, this is for all you niggas that is TRU 2 da gizzame. From Master P and the whole TRU click. It's time to hook you ice cream up get it home and turm it into candy.
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I got candy, I can serve you on the block, cocaine, cream, or rocks, it takes over fiends. I got candy, I wanna know do you feel it too, just like I do.
I hit the block non-stop rocks in my socks, ghost for a second when I see the cops Rocks or candy, whatever you want to call it, but what I gotta get you hooked like a m-therf-cking alcoholic. I stay glued, round like a poster, watch these m-therf-ckers like toasters. Handed our half, then we work fast like ?. Knick, knack, patty wack give a fiend a fat sac. Nine times out of ten, they'll tell their friends and they'll be right back. Whole bunch of niggas and just one fiend, they come to me cause I can just cut that's how a broke nigga cream and the fiends come back cause they understand me see, I open shop, open up shop cause I got candy.
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It's that candy, your eyes roll in your head, you toss and turn in your bed because I only sell the best to you , indeed i do. Simply put, that's the reason wy everyday you get high, real high, and you know wy I got that crack for you, indeed I do, just for you.
I'm sittin on the post, choppin game with this b-tch, I'll se you later hoe, I got's money to get. Cause that's ? as a fiend with a dream, I got cream, and cash rules everything around me i mean, cause another day, another dollar. I'm sitting oin a drop impolla on some gold thangs, watch all them hoes follow my money makes stacks in real bills I keep a cash, nigga dash , I can't chill, I got's to pay bills, and niggas can't stand me, got their hoe that said she want to suck my dick for candy. gotta watch out for these dope fiends, cause they running tricks, get out with what they gonna come with, see i hold up block, like a 7-11. Kick in your door, like Taz, cut their sh-t like a machetti, chop this sh-t up like grass, cause i'm a stay hustling till they f-cking can b-tch cause it's Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, I got candy.
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I got candy. I can serve you on the block, cocaine, cream, or rock, it takes over fiends. I got candy. I wanna know, do you feel it to , just like I do.
Uggghhh, I smoke weed cause i'm a drug dealer, I sell candy on the block fool, to make my f-cking scrilla. 7grams for 250, I got niggas in the hood trying to get with me. I keep a stash for the drought, with this sh-t, i slang daily, with plastic in my mouth. My homies use code names, like LD, Big Champs, M.T. Dub, and Big Man. I take penetentary chances to make a living. Every first of the month is like Thanksgiving. Fiends hug me like they miss me, hoes see me rolling in my car and want to be with me. I get my candy from California by the keys ship it in boats and trains back to New Orleans, and open up shops like Mr. Rogers. Sell more hits than the Dodgers, and fiends holla uhhhggg, cause it's all good. From the triple beam straight to the neighborhood, and when you're selling candy, trust nobody cause niggas even snitched on John Gotti. Niggas stay TRU 2 da gizzame, never front on m-therf-cking candy in the dope game, and never go to the FEDs on your folks, cause punks get f-cked with the soap.
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I got that real good cocaine, each and every day, all real TRU soldiers, on these streets I gotta get my pay, and my game's so tight, so good, so good, yah.
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