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High up.. |
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[Chorus: Opio pausing between words and syllables] |
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They - want - to - **** - my - high - up |
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Like - when - the - thugs - get - violent |
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I per-se-ver but - I - get |
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Fru-stra-ted and - lose - my - cool - some-times |
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They - want - to - **** - my - high - up |
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Man this bitch - just - won't - be - quiet |
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I per-se-ver but - I - get |
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Fru-stra-ted and - lose - my - cool - some-times |
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Sometimes.. |
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[Opio] |
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These jerks I see, irkin me, Hercules, musclehead |
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Niggaz at the front, of the club, askin for dub |
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I'm like man, show me love, let me in you know I'm |
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S.O.M., the rest of them, rappers don't be makin money |
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For yo' club, but I do |
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You should re-spect game but see you flashin |
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Fools in the back, will, just, smash in |
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Unexpectedly, bet you see |
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Twenty niggaz comin to the bar |
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Mashin on, all the Cristal |
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Bottles and the gin, and the Hennessy |
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And it's in your best interests we |
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Just, get up in this mother****er clean |
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And there won't be a scene, plea lettin off steam |
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For the hell of it for future development |
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Your club and establishment will be, under new management |
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I see you adamant but that ain't shit |
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**** a guest list, get this dick in your mouth |
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"The people inside wouldn't leave, and the line outside started |
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Pressing in, and that's when they all began grabbing stuff off the shelves! |
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[crash] Oh no, there goes the window." |
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[Opio] |
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I - get |
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Fru-stra-ted and - lose - my - cool - some-times |
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Sometimes, sometimes.. |
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When I'm in the streets, then I'm duckin police |
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And it's not cause I'm sellin heroin in the East |
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It's the beast, got the bow and arrow pointed at me |
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Like they tryin to shoot a sparrow but I'm more like an E |
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-A-G-to-the-L-E, ****in with me |
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Cause I'm ridin in a new SUV, I'm like SEE?! |
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I wish I had a good day like Ice Cube |
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Cats say I'm a nice dude, what'd I do? |
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That's the shit I shouldn't contemplate |
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I should just stomp his face; in with the steel-toe boot and then scoot |
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I feel like America's Most |
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For the perilous flows; that I share with the hoes and my bros |
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Everywhere I go, they ****in up my T-H-C |
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And I wonder why they P.H. me |
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I must appear eight feet to these dwarves and midgets |
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You think I give a **** who make more digits? |
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People get robbed, no matter who you hobnob with |
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Niggaz playin hopscotch with your snotbox |
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All the cockblockin and jive talkin |
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Got you in the position where you hear the fire poppin |
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[police radio "all units" and random chatter] |
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[Chorus 1/2] |
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[New Chorus] |
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They - try - to - **** - my - high - up |
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Man tell this stupid bitch - be - quiet |
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I per-se-ver but - I - get |
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Fru-stra-ted and - lose - my - cool - some-times |
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Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes.. |
