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Hallelujah can tell this |
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Devin's got some shit wouldn't give a **** if you dissed |
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Because shit to each's own and each owns voice |
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You can be stealin' killin' or chillen' whateva your choice |
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Smoke some weed smoke ya pipe **** it, life if how you live it |
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I grab tha mic while tha DJ groove it turntable scratch noise |
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Explicit lyrics is what um known to kick |
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Trying to make money so I can make honeys blow on mah dick |
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I go on a quick mission to find some kill |
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Ain't no big deal, just hop in tha Seville |
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Mah homey put me down quarter pound for a bill |
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Wake up in tha morning and I have weed still and I chill |
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With tha brothas sippin' coffee |
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Too old to be listenin' into what you say so hoe get off me |
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You're born in this world by ya self and you die alone |
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So as long as ya grown ya might as well gone and just |
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Do what tha **** you wanna do, go ahead and just |
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Say what tha **** you wanna say |
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What did it all mean? Say what you want hoe ya grown |
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You make decisions on your own |
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No one would suffer but you |
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So do what tha **** you wanna do |
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Now everybody's got elders and you should respect um |
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They been through similar shit but then again you can't let um |
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Put they hands on ya life like a remote control |
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Have you travelin' down tha same bumpy tore up road |
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Now close friends and relatives they should be constantly by ya side |
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And understand you gotta let ya conscience be your guide |
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There'll finally come a time for ya self you must decide |
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'Cause you only get a ticket might as well enjoy tha ride and just |
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Do what tha **** you wanna do, go ahead and just |
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Say what tha **** you wanna say |
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And there's a couple of ****ed up man made rules that we should follow |
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But you gotta realize you just might not wake up tomorrow |
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And tha dollar you earn is tha dolla you spend |
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Go get sumthin' for ya kids or buy a bottle of gin |
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Is it a sin? I don't, don't know, what X and O's in this game |
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Tryin' to survive, tryin' to get high, tryin' to get by and stay alive |
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So, do it till ya satisfied, not just a lil' bit |
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But wait until ya eighty and start sayin' what you couldda did |
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But what did it all mean? Say what you want hoe ya grown |
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You make decisions on your own |
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No one would suffer but you |
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So do what tha **** you wanna do |
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Do what tha **** you wanna do, go ahead and just |
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Say what tha **** you wanna say |
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Do what tha **** you wanna do, go ahead and just |
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Say what tha **** you wanna say |
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Do what tha **** you wanna do, go ahead and just |
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Say what tha **** you wanna say |
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