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  • Welcome to new orleans
    Or should I say where the fiends live
    Home of the no limit soldiers
    My name is fiend
    Yall cluckers better get ready for this
    Welcome to a soldier world
    What we do what we do

    The hood go feel me on this one
    They know if you get in the way of my paper chasin
    Knowin it aint no escape from a hungry baby in ya face
    So I love the place
    Gun sparks thru new orleans dark
    So death my gat shoot ya
    Cause of the color of my heart
    Have to put a fool on the floor
    And I wont ignore
    Cause fiend is my name
    What made me do it
    I live like that
    That dope he go have to charge it to da game
    Nigga Im a man
    So I have to have some born sense
    To be a provider
    No limit rider
    When they hollar
    17th survior
    Bout my dollars
    Fuck the pride
    I done got me a key
    Funny how you got a 1000 grams
    How the dope heads just wanta be me
    Wanna kill me
    A young g
    With a half a nerve
    About to act a fucking donkey just for half a bird
    Thats my word
    Smoking backwoods filled with erb
    Hanging later than street lights posted up on the curb
    The ultimate serve
    Getting it off all in a week
    Time to re up
    So Im go be up
    Getting the grind in the streets
    Nigga!

    (chorus 2x)
    I keep my strap on me at all times(and I aint lying)(I aint lying)

  • I keep my strap on me at all times(and I aint dying)(I aint dying)

    Nigga who lied and told ya these streets was safe
    We about to burn the chase
    In all the place
    Go be leavin discrace
    Watch what happen to who dare to step in my face
    Strong arming for space
    Which shop
    Im go leave them baggin grams
    Im a bad man
    Strap in my hand
    Give me some mad plans
    Picture my city
    Surrounded by crimnals
    And then some
    Im go have to hit one
    And back them bitches off with my m-one
    Them domes!!!! domes!!!!!!
    Thats what he caught
    Have to lay him in chalk
    Should seen serv
    Insurance should of been bought
    What the fuck you thought
    That fiend
    State ya rank
    The silent private
    That be pistol whippin niggas down to the ground
    Till there bodies turn blue and violet
    My greed is violent!!
    Born with plans to be ?
    When the folks come Im go leave it
    Got him in the headlock
    Some niggas ?
    911 go need it
    My nine my only justice
    Rollin past screamin fuckers
    My nine stang a nigga quick like some nunchucks
    I dont give a fuck
    Brang ya boys and ya another gat
    Youll be suckin up stains
    Beware of my nigga
    Mr.40 cal
    Well!!!!

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