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Uh |
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Uh huh |
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You know what this is |
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I'm a let 'em run around one more time |
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I drop sumpin' on y'all |
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It's like it's like |
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What's it like |
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My microphones and glock nine |
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Black I'm dipped in that |
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The beats my mask jam you for the platinum you have |
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Run it the illest watch me become it |
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I'm here and took it ebola like straight to the wig |
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Speak truth like kids tell you what you don't know |
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Kobe yeah he's real with the flow |
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Kick in the door wavin' the flow flow |
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All you heard was stop can't take the hits no more |
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Ha didn't know I had your block on swat |
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I'm cia y'all nuttin' but beat cops |
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I rock like my ma's maiden name is cocaine |
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Place you on my a fiend list and pay you cane |
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Think you can handle not get stripped when you rock |
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Think again you find you lost your mind and judgement |
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My confidence springs from watching y'all fall |
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Aw forced to hustle rap ain't ya'll |
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I'm a hop in your brain tell you whatchu thinkin' |
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Yes that's him speakin' but that ain't him writin' |
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So cold I put the ice in nicest |
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You too broke to pay attention |
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My style is priceless |
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If you say murder that means I'm a thug poet |
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If I say my mind kills that means I'm a thug poet |
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If I say that I'm a flock that means I'm a thug poet |
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And when I lay it down it makes me a thug poet |
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Thanks and dues for the gank and tanks of booze |
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Shanks and tools it's the gangstas langston hughes |
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My poems' about broken homes and jesus peices |
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Dope as the popes in rome |
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Poetical feel thug overtone it's like what holmes |
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Bring her home we both go bone |
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Pre caught thoughts flow in a sober zone |
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My life style chromosomes frauds hope to clone |
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The crack lust black dust and the gat bust |
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The claps the lackluster memoirs of the black hustler |
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Condos beemers fine hoes coke bags toe tags john does |
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Fiends skitzin in the plain of day it's plain as day |
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It's hard to reach this mil god anyway |
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Money green backdrop painted gray |
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Maaan rubber gripped on that rainy day |
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Peep the way I came to play |
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One aim in the game reign and stay |
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Abstain or stray from objective insane to say |
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You just don't know I'm two ticks from blowing a hole through music |
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But I'm mourning pen's pouring hen for the street wise |
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Who met their end |
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Cause I know beneath the weed highs and gin dimmed |
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Eyes and skin died some of our wisest men |
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Until the skies ascend |
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I pray for the day we see you rise again through the |
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Nas broady |
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Thug poet street analyst is this the |
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Thug poet hustlers bang out to |
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Thug poet flows for your block hip hop |
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Thug poet |
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Thug poet |
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Aiyyo everybody know 50 ain't know how to act |
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I run up on cats with gats and aluminum bats |
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Y'all got fat while we starved it's my turn |
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Shit I done felt how a slug burned I still won't learn |
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Niggas in the hood a tell ya 50 crazy |
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I had your moms screamin' they done shot my baby |
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Son I yap your shine I clap the nine I slap you |
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I'm that one of them niggas you wanna fuck with |
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I spit the shit that make ya keep listenin' |
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Keep my wrists glistenin' |
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I left niggas alone and they still think I'm dissin' 'em |
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I'm on some new shit s type baby blue shit |
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Niggas talk behind my back but don't do shit |
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I ain't looking for love duke I'm looking for respect |
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I leave you with options like die or hit the deck |
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I'm a thug poet you know what I came for the dough |
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Clap clap y'all niggas get the fuck on the floor floor |
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Thug poet |
