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It’s so cold in the D!
How the f** do we ‘sposed to keep peace?
What’s all on a n***a’s mind?
Murkin’ and doin’ time
Mason, he was like a brother to me
sh**, we all used to slang, blaze them trees
Playing drinking games and sh**
Always into big thangs and sh**
It was getting wicked and sh**
And all we did was just kick it and sh**
But someone took his life; I couldn’t believe it!
I’m having memories of what we used to do
But now you gone, and you can’t do what we do
You know we only done it for the f**in crew…
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I’m having visions of how we used to hang and bang
It was never no complaining
Being in the D is bad for your health
How the f** do you suppose you stack your papers when all these n***as want your wealth?
It’s hard in the D when you’re trying to keep peace
Now you can rest, my n***a
You don’t have to worry about them test n***as tryna protest
That was giving you stress!
We know you was a Ridah
That’s why them n***as tried ya
I know you’re in a better place now
It’s sad to see my n***a gone to that better place now
I know your moms and fams going through something
But they’ll be OK
All the real n***as gone, and the worms are left
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We all was together
It was Mason, rest in peace to you, Big Baby
And love to your baby, Tyrone
And Twon, baby Mareese
Low-dawg, T-low, Ray-Ray
Rest in peace to my n***a, Ray-Ray
Meka, Esha, “J”, B-O, Kanisha…
Can’t forget that n***a, Sweet P
And everybody else from the block
Anybody f**s with us, they’ll always get the Glock
Mason — 1981–2006, we’ll see you again
We’ve got much love for you, my baby!
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