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(Brisco:) |
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I'm from de ******* era, packs in my stroller, |
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Two beepers and a flip, startech Motorola, |
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Bally silts? Kangol tilts, |
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Stand straight when the boss talkin, hush yo lips, |
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My affiliates contract hits, |
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I let da street declare war when you want dat beef, |
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Talk cheap, get money, I was taught to ride, |
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Loyalty came first and we dont switch no sides, |
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Imma savage on the block, nickel rocks, and heroin hopes, |
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I walked da ghetto like them, but I was takin my notes |
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Certified goon, the locks on standby |
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I just need a couple real ******s I can stand by (C.M.B.) |
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A bad ******* wit hips |
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And two ******s on the interstate takin them trips |
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Im into carrots like Bugs Bunny |
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Young Brisco, da New Cash Money |
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(Lil Wayne:) |
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(Waaah) Reportin live from da booth, |
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Im killin these *******, Young Wayne ??, |
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Untamed and loose, plus drank and juice, |
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I was once a spark, into a flame it grew, |
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I dont complain to you, dont complain to me, |
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Erbody got beef and I just came to eat, |
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Im in da game for D, if you in my lane I beat, |
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I been runnin this *******t and i aint neva sprained my knee, |
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And guess who came home, Roney da OG, |
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He still on paper, ****** we neva free, |
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And fo my homie Streets imma twist one up, |
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He cant even hit da kush he gotta piss in da cup, |
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What is dis on my wrist, *******t its sicker than uggh, |
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Yo Brisco, there aint a sky bigger than us, |
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Wats good im in diamonds is you tippin or what, |
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I took ya ******* and she aint comin back to work fo a month, Weezy! |
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(Brisco:) |
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Im in da all red slide spur?, sittin on Ashantis, |
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Wit a bad red bone dat look somethin like Ashanti, |
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(Lil Wayne:) |
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Ok, Light brown, tan medina, |
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Wit a, light brown thick thing like Trina, |
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Um, you probably seen us, |
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Rippin da streets up wit no top between us, |
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(Brisco:) |
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Your so genius, |
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Dats my word you know I got you twin, |
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You a real ****** dog, thanks for lettin me in, |
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(Lil Wayne:) |
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Yea, we in the game now and im bettin we win, |
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And im da rapper landlord just collectin my rent, |
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(Brisco:) |
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I put da house on lil Bris, he gon eat dis year, |
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stop fo da real ******s who aint see dis year, |
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(Lil Wayne:) |
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Open ya eyes, open ya eyes, cash money has a new face, |
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And we go tie da *******t up like a shoelace' |
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(Brisco:) |
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And dats me da young hood messiah, |
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07 imma set da ****** hood on fire |