The Jacka, Ampichino, Lis - Cut It Out lyrics

My uncle Gugga got locked, we grown
He still gone
I'm still in shock my cousin's pop
He on his own we gettin' high out the zone
One day we'll be on
30 stickin' outta my clothes
Don't let no weakness show
Only time I cry is when I laugh
Errybody poor but, I still give away my last
Till we all got dough
Move fast till we all had coke
Let him tax us with the pack
Cuz then we tied dude up
My lil' cousin 'll line you up
Nice tie, button up, put you in your last tux
Try and be the nice guy all
The chicken you passed up
From when the times was hard unless you
Murder don't get no pass chumps

Rest in peace Pum, showed me fly pics
Lookin' real for Kazi &
You better know yourself

Look at me now, now way out
You ain't neva been this ill
Nigga cut it out look at us now
You ain't neva been this real
Nigga cut it out look at me now
You ain't neva been this ill
Nigga cut it out look at us now
You ain't neva been this real
Nigga cut it out