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It's plain to see |
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You can't change me |
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Cause I'm a be a nigga for life |
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[Black Child] |
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Chorus: |
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For life we gonna be niggas |
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Fuck the world it's yours my niggas |
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Load the nine and blaze my niggas |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Whos that chipped out |
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Twenty one year old, hot commodity |
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Coming out of a bum deal lottery |
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With a flow like sodomy |
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Put it on your bitch ass quite properly |
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I suggest you keep all eyes on me |
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And dont sleep as it is I'm highly critique |
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Pussy, money, murder it's part of my mystique |
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You feelin' me this here is one of Queens elite |
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Predecessor of the street |
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While you munch I eat |
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JA's here |
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The nigga you love but still fear |
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I done been there done that |
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Now nigga it's my year |
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I can leave you on the clear view |
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If you ain't yet clear |
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Matter of fact if you breathin' be glad you got air |
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Shut the fuck up |
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When grown folks are talkin you hear |
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Or get your shit blown baby |
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From mouth to ear |
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Don't fear when you smoke weed and fuckin' your wife |
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Why? cause I'm a nigga for life |
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[Black Child] [x2] |
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For life we gonna be niggas |
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Fuck the world it's yours my niggas |
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Load the nine and blaze my niggas |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Spare yourself the reality of a n ass whippin' |
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What I'm givin' when I be gettin' tight and start flippin' |
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On your bitch ass niggas that like formin' a cipher |
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Gates me hyper |
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Want the real I'm a slice ya |
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Light ya |
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Ass up with sixteen or more slugs |
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Comin' from my snub nose bull dog |
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Raw, to the core lets lay down some laws |
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This is JA's house bow down or bring the war |
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Mother fuckers |
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Ya'll don't want to touch what's hot |
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Whatever it be mic, glock, drug spot |
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Like a bitch you scared of life and takin' chances |
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And right now you showin' more ass then an exotic dancer |
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The answer is this |
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Niggas don't wanna touch |
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JA is livin' stronger then a fucking coke rush |
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See on the streets we be killin niggas like cash |
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And you heard I.N.C. nigga it's murda |
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[Case] [x2] |
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It's plain to see |
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You can't change me |
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Cause I'm a be a nigga for life |
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[Black Child] |
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For life we gonna be niggas |
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Fuck the world it's yours my niggas |
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Load the nine and blaze my niggas |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Nigga, I live among thorough breads |
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Raised to blaze lead |
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If you get shot play dead |
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And put two in his head |
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I'm known to pasteurize |
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And criticize |
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A nigga size |
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look him right in the eyes |
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And leave him dead where he lies |
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We come through mobbin' |
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Like crips from Compton |
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We're all in burners and sippin' on gin |
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Fuck Flossin' |
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Nigga I'm burnin' iron |
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And if you aint buyin' |
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Then you're dyin' |
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From denyin' |
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I'm so inspirin' |
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To the youth, see I'm settin it strait |
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Lettin' them know never to step on nothin' less then an eighth |
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And the longer it takes |
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Some body is gonna die for it |
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The streets is watchin' |
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Jigga warned you dont ignore it |
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It's only niggas holdin |
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Go JAP and blow yen |
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With the six double strait out of the pin |
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Brandishin |
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Steal for the ice |
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Hioldin my dick |
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Talkin shit |
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Shootin' dice |
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A nigga for life |
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So whatcha sayin' is |
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What the fuck is a nigga? |
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Rob a bitch, slap a bitch |
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All that shit |
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[Black Child] [x2] |
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For life we gonna be niggas |
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Fuck the world it's yours my niggas |
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Load the nine and blaze my niggas |
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[Ja Rule] |
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Yeah, cause I'm a nigga for life |
