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(feat. Carl Thomas) |
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(Noreaga) |
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Can't stop thinkin of the game, y'know what'm mean? Can't get the game out my |
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mind. Gotta get out the game tonight though, y'know what'm sayin? (Aw, word) |
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It's damn time. This is real, y'know what'm sayin? Growin up, (yeah) I did my |
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little work. (what, what what, what) Sold my little work. (What, what) |
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Y'know what'm sayin? |
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(Verse One) |
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Yo, I grew up like the regular thug - sold drugs |
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Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I gotta do |
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I copped the Jordan's, and the Fi-la's, too |
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Yo, I loved the Bo Jackson's, the orange and blue |
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Used to snatch Lee patches, now I wear Cartier glasses |
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Thinkin that the earth's axis, |
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revolves around my waist.. and how the ***** I feel |
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Yo I played ball for Vince, yo I handled the pill |
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Then it dawned on me, came strong on me |
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I belonged with these, *****z thuggin with me |
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So I switched crews, started rollin with the older dudes |
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Drinkin brews, did what they say, and paid dues |
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My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea |
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And got jerked, the first time I tried to re-up |
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People my age, tried to say slow my speed up |
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Cause I smoked bogies, staked on ***** up |
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Chorus: (Carl Thomas) (Noreaga) |
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I love my life (Love my life, yo) |
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Sold drugs my life (Did it all in my time) |
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Its my whole life (Live it up) |
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I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) |
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This game we play (Play for keeps) |
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I live and pray (Control the streets) |
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Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby) |
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Ooo, yeah |
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(Verse Two) |
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These is the days of sparkin, I used to roll with Rob Profit |
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Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wood |
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Runnin in Timbo's ???, *****ne shoes |
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Section Two, part of Iraq I grew up at-ac |
