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You know it's crazy right? |
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I've been out on the west coast |
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Kickin it, grindin |
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It's the same thing everywhere |
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I go though |
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Know what |
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I'm talkin 'bout? |
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Yeah!Major |
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Pain boy[Chorus - Chamillionaire] |
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Man the streets just ain't the same, |
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I stay on the low, low' |
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Cause y'all be messin up the game, don't keep it real no mo' |
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That's why |
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I'm a keep that thang, everywhere |
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I go whoaI'm solo, solo, solo, solo[Break - Chamillionaire - talking {Crooked I}] |
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Know what |
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I'm talkin 'bout? |
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Took it to the west coast { |
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Chamillionaire!} |
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Solo, solo (uh), solo { |
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C.O.B. mix}, solo |
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The suits tried to hate on us {re-remix!} |
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Solo, solo (let's get it), solo {the |
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LBC mix}, solo (ye-yeah)[Verse 1 - Crooked I] |
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Now I lay me down to sleep, pray to |
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God my soul to keep |
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If I should die before |
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I wake, I just want my soul to creep |
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Do it like |
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I did it in the |
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Long Beach streets, when |
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I'm upstairs with the |
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ODB(Shame on a Nigga) for tryin to run game on a nigga, lame nigga you won't be me |
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Won't be be |
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Proof, won't be |
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Pun, won't be |
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Pimp, won't be ' |
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PacSame nigga in the passenger seat askin you to pass the weed is a low key cop (yeah) |
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That's why |
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I do my dirt by my lonely, out with the wind, my enemies don't know me |
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Even the ones pretendin to be a friend of me, my mama can feel your energy, homeboy your phony! |
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Tell me you love me, dap me and hug me, knife in the back, how triflin is that? |
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Then the shit get ugly, the '09 |
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Muggsy, nice with a |
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MAC, put a price on your hat (bap) |
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Came in the world all by myself, leave out the world all by myself |
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I remind myself to ask the most high, to protect my mind, my body, my health (please)[Chorus][Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] |
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Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah |
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Why would |
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I kick it? |
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All y'all some snitches, y'all look suspicious, don't need your love (love) |
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Used to love me when |
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I was broke, |
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I got rich and now you're gonna heat me up? |
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You gon' beat me what? |
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Come on Cletus, walk over your limp back |
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I am not the one to be pissed at, 'cause you gon' mess around and get pimp slapped (yeah) |
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Nothin worse than a beggin stripper, not dancin, sayin |
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I better tip her |
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I ain't down with that beggin baby, get on your grind, 'cause |
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I beg to differ |
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Naw I wasn't born with a silver spoon (spoon) |
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Snakes ain't welcome up in the room (room) |
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Bet ya I'm the one that make you change your tune |
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When I bomb up on ya like "tick, tick, tick, boom" |
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Super cool, don't be fooled by the haterism on overdose (dose) |
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Hombre negocio es en la casa, it's over folks (folks) |
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Gettin money from coast to coast and that's the reason |
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I hold the most |
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Better not be in my rear view, 'cause |
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I will shoot when |
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I'm on the spokes |
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It ain't fair for you, get a parachute, |
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I'll embarrass you if you don't leap |
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Don't matter if |
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I roll deep, you be "Super Dave" and you gon' leak |
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Run up on me actin like ya hungry, |
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I turn the heat to a cold feast |
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You gonna feel like you obese when |
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I make ya swallow my whole piece[gunshot] |