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Say Mike D, |
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Dig these blues... |
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Here I go again, runnin off at the mouth about buster's |
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Muthafucka's just mad at me ckuz they diamonds ain't up in cluster's! |
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Too many times |
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I done paid my dues |
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Even today |
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I'm still payin em fool! (Could it be da reason I'm so cold in da rap game is muthafuckin pain!) |
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I'm screamin, |
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JESUS, I N |
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EED AH, BE |
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TTA WAY OF |
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LIFE! Cause at da rate |
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I travel now, |
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I can't decide ah day from night! |
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Still da King of |
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The Ghetto, da ghetto is where |
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I lay my head at, evade feds at, and break bread at! |
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These Sommabitches got ah nigga fucked up, my attitude is already rude! |
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And too many people make me parnoid, so |
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I'll wet ah bitch and |
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I'll wet ah dude! |
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Straight like that |
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I don't give ah damn |
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I'm Gangstafied, from toe to head nough said! |
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Flippin in ah gangsta ride, and when it get gangsta, ah gangsta will bust heads! |
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It's in my blood! |
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I'm a muthafuckin thug, even though |
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I know better! |
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My only love is fo my guerillas and fo da cheddar! |
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So all you mark ass nigga's get da fuck up outta dogde! |
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Get ya life right with |
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God, then if you want war let's go to war! |
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It be a bunch of drama on my block, my partner accidently shot his mama on my block! |
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Tryin to survive in the |
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Land of The |
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Lost, hope'n |
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I can at least find me! |
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Ckuz back in highschool ain't now one of my teachers reached me! |
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I wasn't cuttin up in class, |
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I had money on my mind, visualizing a muthafuckin come up, ready to get up and grind! |
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Chasing paper like a muthafucker, me and buddy |
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Ro! Movin ounce after ounce after ounce of dat yayo! |
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Making money what |
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I love to do, but my freedom is pending, and if |
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I get caught slippin my freedom is ending, nigga |
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I'm playin it safe 100's n 50's n 20's n 10's n 5's, some 1's up in my safe! 357 and a 4-0 and a 4-4 up in my waist ah maniac, |
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Trigga happy and don't give ah fuck what |
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I be aimin at! |
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Rigdemont? forever |
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I'm claimin that! |
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Rigdemont? forever |
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I'm claimin that! |
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My niggas be killin each other behind these busted bitches! |
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I would rather be spendin my time in a drop top, somethin out on switches! |
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With a sack of that shit, so |
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I can calm my nerves down! dealin with bitch nigga, after bitch nigga |
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I'm ready to release rounds |
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Out of the mini 1-4 |
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I'm a shoot til it's over with, ain't nobody gon stud up! anotha one bites the dust, |
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I'm throwin that pud up, nigga what? |
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I'm ready to kill and |
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I'm ready to die fo cause of my life, |
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The reason why |
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I'm anti-social and built a way around my life! |
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Ain't nobody but me, |
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Z-Ro The Crooked in the flesh! |
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Mo City TE |
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XAS ain't no fashion show, niggas come here and meet death! |
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It'll be a battleground with nothin but dead enemies of myself, |
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Ckuz when |
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I be clickin |
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I be feelin a strange energy within myself! |
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I never be giving ah damn about it ckuz it be feelin so live, |
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So when I be doin that there, don't fuck with me and take me outta my vibe, nigga! 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 never gonna let the game go... fasho! |