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It's so cold in the D!
How the fuck 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
Shit, we all used to slang, blaze them trees
Playing drinking games and shit
Always into big thangs and shit
It was getting wicked and shit
And all we did was just kick it and shit
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 fuckin 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 fuck 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 fucks 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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