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Man, what's up with these ******z out here |
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Mad at us cause we on top |
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I love to see ******z gettin money |
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Better get it while the gettin is good |
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Get it while you can, man |
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And stop hatin me, ****** with my ******t cuz |
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I got more hustle than you |
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Get yours, get yours baby [Verse One: Dr. Dre] |
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I'm seeing millions, ******z dont understand know what? |
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Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans to blow up, will he style like this everyday |
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I parlay, sip |
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Henne and |
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Tanqueray stay in the mix like |
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Alezay V.I. |
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P., my ******t parked valet on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again some try to assault |
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Dre, its still cavi |
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Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality |
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I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin |
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I fought and made the world listen |
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Whatever fly |
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Dr. Dre invented turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches |
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I push a rover, ******t platinum before the sessions over rap master with the |
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Houston heat holder these playas best to get they ******t in check cuz when |
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I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck [Chorus: Ice Cube] |
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Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) |
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Burn em at a thousand degrees |
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And lord please let me make mo cheese |
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Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [repeat 2X] [Verse Two: Scarface] |
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Buck the whole world meant that, gotta stay strapped cuz 99.9 a ******z, carry they gats |
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Super fist fightin ******t might come down to dyin |
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When the time comes down for the tryin |
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I got nine reasons why ******z shouldnt step in my face with the nonsense, cause |
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I'm always heated and you can taste this |
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Audi little something out the seams a my trousers with no hesitation |
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I got a team to come clown ya |
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I down ya, so let your people know what they face with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station |
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Kaboom! and everybody dies outside there aint no escapin the |
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Reaper so dont try |
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Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step? |
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Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death |
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Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers |
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December 31st, 96 (the game is over) [Chorus] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ] |
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Smokin ****** |
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I never trail, |
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I lead spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, |
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Gs but these are the things real playas do talkin ******t is real things that the hatas do |
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I'm namin you ******t's thick, its time to run for shelter |
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I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter |
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Dear diary, |
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I'm runnin outta pages |
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Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes |
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The dazes, |
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Revelations in the last stages |
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Red skys institute, the silent horns playin |
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Im prayin with tears in my eyes |
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Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin |
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But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over) [Chorus] |
