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[Intro:] Uh-ohhhh, uh-oh |
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Uh-ohhhhhh! |
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That on top, ohh! |
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Ta-ha, Joey (yeah, shit go hard too) |
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No comment, no comment |
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Ta-ha, whole bunch of yappin |
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Jersey! That |
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M.J. bullshit |
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Let me talk to 'em, l-look look look [Verse 1] |
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Since the world don't revolve around me (Then what?) |
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Hoodie on, revolver on me |
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I'm the wrong one you wanna amp (why?) |
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Cause niggaz could get missin like you straight out of |
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LeBron's summer camp (ohh!) |
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Anytime the fed's see me |
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I tell 'em that the only thing |
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FUCKERY here gets you an |
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STD My life, should be sold as a movie |
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From the (Slum dog) tryin to be a (Millionaire), no groupies |
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When did the civilians decide to be a thug? |
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Motivated by the hate (BUT) inspired by the love |
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Rappers sayin my name like it's a bright tactic |
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Jackson 5, put your (Mike) in a casket |
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Let the fans gas you and tell you you're nice |
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Be a legend in |
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RAP, but a failure in life |
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For real, |
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I don't think these dudes is spectacular |
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Pretty Ricky thugs who move like spectacular, nigga! [Chorus:] |
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What up with you and so-and-so? |
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Heard you got a diss |
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Don't know about |
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THAT, but |
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I know about this nigga |
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No comment (what) no comment (what) |
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No comment, |
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I ain't got a comment |
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Bloggers, |
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Twitter, Budden |
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TV No comment, y'all ain't gettin nothin from me |
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I said, no comment (what) no comment |
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No comment, |
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I ain't got a comment [Verse 2] |
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So I been called a snitch (BUT) |
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But I been called worse by better so let's skip over the lecture |
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That's a common lie (why?) |
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Cause if I ever call the cops it's only gon' be to report a homicide |
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How am I in beef? |
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I walk about free |
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They only talk about |
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YOU, when you talk about |
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ME So go ahead and act hard |
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And somebody gon' grab chalk (and) and turn the streets into a blackboard |
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So I'm supposed to put niggaz on a pedestal for rappin 'bout a bunch of bullshit that they don't ever do |
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You look stupid when you go there |
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Say I'm only hot online you ain't heatin up nowhere |
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SHOT-gun in |
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SHOT-gun, ride right past ya |
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Windows down, got every right to blast ya |
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No wonder he thinkin he'll provide a disaster |
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Cause bitches keep tellin him that size don't matter (ta-ha) [Chorus w/ ad libs] |
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Things niggaz say |
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I don't mind it |
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Say they lost respect for me, who the |
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FRUCK is askin you to find it? |
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This is me practicin censorship |
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Since the new definition of real nigga is sensitive |
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In his interview, say |
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I'm askin for a hearse |
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But couple months |
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BACK he was askin for a verse |
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Only hurts is the team used to bump you |
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Now he look like a fiend, |
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I should slump you [Outro - ad libs to the end] |
