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It's a cold fuckin world getting worse everyday |
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We gotta make this money we gott get paid |
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No matter how hard times get |
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I always know where i'm from, I fuckin love where i'm at |
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No matter how you're livin, this is the life you've been given |
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You gotta hustle for yours until your pockets get fat |
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You gotta know where you're from |
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You gotta love where you're at |
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Pour some liquor out for the ones we've lost. |
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But the ones that survive, always keep by your side |
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Til the day that you die |
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Keep your fist in the sky |
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REP YOUR HOOD |
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My friends have always got my back when we walk these streets |
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So i keep them close to my heart like a Jacob Piece |
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We'll be down till the day we're dead in the ground |
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We're the kings of this shit. |
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You cant touch this crown |
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From the dirty fuckin south |
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To the wild fuckin west |
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You gotta hold you and yours down |
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Who gives a fuck about the rest |
