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Now I've got to ask on a n****'s a** |
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Tell me will they blast me |
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I think of an alias in case these crooked b****es ask me |
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Now it's gettin' crazy after dark |
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These narcs be like tryin' to shut me down but I'm too smart |
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Now picture me scared of the penetentiary |
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I've been movin' these things since the days of elementary |
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Now tell me what ya need when ya see me |
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I'm stackin' Gs buyin' all the things on TV, believe me |
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I got some killas on my payroll and they know |
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When it's time to handle business n**** lay low |
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Although I'm young I'm still comin' up |
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I'm gettin paid pullin' razors on n****s when they runnin' up |
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The first to pull the strap when there's drama |
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Buster you ain't heard? |
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I been slicin' motherf***ers since I lost my mama |
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There ain't a cop that can stop me |
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My posse is c***y and they don't wait until they drop me |
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I'm loyal to the game |
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin |
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(N**** I'm loyal to the game) |
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You get in my way and I c*** and pop that thing |
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(Man I'm loyal to the game) |
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin |
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(I'm loyal to the game) |
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N**** get in my way and I'll blow out your brain |
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Possessed by the streets you can't tell me that this ain't home |
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I can't eat if the rest of this s*** ain't gone |
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I'm gettin' used to the needles on the bathroom sink |
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Gotta close my door because the backroom stinks |
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See, daddy don't work and mama don't drink |
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But daddy do dope, and mama can't think |
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So look like I'm a be the man of the house |
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Gotta have somethin' to put in her hand when it's out |
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Up early in the mornin the first to get it |
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They say if you really want it then come on with it |
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Sacrifice my life for this ice and these cars |
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And I only spent 30 days behind bars |
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I ain't never had a job but my rent got paid |
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I handled any beef that they sent my way |
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So send me to the pen but you know I won't change |
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It's thug in my veins, I'm loyal to the game |
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin' |
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(N**** I'm loyal to the game) |
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You get in my way and I c*** and pop that thing |
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(Man I'm loyal to the game) |
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin' |
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(I'm loyal to the game) |
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N**** get in my way and I'll blow out your brain |
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Yeah, it ain't my fault I came up fast |
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And your the name n****s bring up last |
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And all the dames get a king up a** |
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10 grand on every ring I flash |
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Leap frog and I'm a have to fling your a** |
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I'm on the block where its scorchin' hot |
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If you get caught in the crossfire |
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They have to peel you off the block |
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I get 'dro by the pickle jar |
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These broke n****s wanna get the star |
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So I don't keep the four-nickel far |
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My lips is zipped I'm loyal to the game |
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Bring your b**** around me I'm spoilin her brain |
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Get more slugs to boil in your frame |
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'Cause you got rocks and they got aluminum foil for a chain |
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The paints the same color as oil in the range |
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I'm stingy ain't got nothin for you but some change |
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I'm good now but the fact still remains |
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That the struggle that I'm from is attached to my name |
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I do my thing respect my hustle I ain't playin' |
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(N**** I'm loyal to the game) |
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You get in my way and I c*** and pop that thing |
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(Man I'm loyal to the game) |
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If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin' |
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(I'm loyal to the game) |
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N**** get in my way and I'll blow out your brain |
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Hey, yeah |
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2Pac's in this motherf***er |
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Uh |
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G-Unit in the motherf***in house |