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(*talking*) |
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Get your money, get your cash young ************* |
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This for them gangsta *************z, this for them gangstas |
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The Young Don, don't get it twisted |
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I'm from day one, I'm a throwback gangsta ************* ha-ha |
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(Lil' Keke) |
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It's been a long time, and ain't no sense in me lying |
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But if you looking for a gangsta, I ain't hard to find |
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Switch the CEO, in the 2-thee-fo' |
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But I'm straight up out the hood, handling *************t like a pro |
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I was born on the streets, I was raised on the block |
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I was really on the cut, with a mouth full of rocks |
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You *************z faking, bumping bout your street glory |
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But my days in the hood, is a true story |
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I was 18, with my freestyle skills |
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Then in 1997, sold a hundred for real |
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Check the soundscan, man my stats legit |
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Was the first solo act, out the Screwed Up Click |
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Don't get it twisted, boys gon continue to hate |
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Sold fifty thousand tapes, out of Screw front gate |
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I'm a pioneer, and no need for plexers |
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Made five million dollars, in the state of Texas |
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(Hook) |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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And tell these hating *************z, we don't owe they ass nothing |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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I got my swaggar back, I got my swaggar |
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And tell these silly hoes, that we still don't love 'em |
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(Lil' Keke) |
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You can call it what you want, I pull's up on hoes |
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From the Lex to the truck, to the Lac on 4's |
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You *************z bumping, steady out here riding my ************* |
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Steady talking bout the slab, and you ain't rolled *************t |
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I push candy, 20's and SUV's |
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Had some of your *******, getting off they knees |
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You *************z socializing, but I paved the way |
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And I'm always present, on show-up day |
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I get's props and respect man, wherever I be |
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But I'm a walking living legend, down in 7-1-3 |
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Plus I'm low to the flo', when I'm making a move |
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Bank account sitting fat, I ain't got nothing to prove |
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Get your weight up *************z, when you come to the wood |
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Get your plate brought to ya, steady thinking it's good |
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CMG got the rock, and we living a dream |
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And I'm right behind ya *************, quarterbacking the team what |
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(Hook) |
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(Lil' Keke) |
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Down in H-Town, I'm prolly smoking a pound |
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We get it rocking get it popping, at the lyricists lounge |
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Ain't no bull*************tting, we clocking nothing but loot |
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I'm trying to tear the wall down, when I'm up in the booth |
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This for them gangsta *************z, this for the gangstas |
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I'm a soldier from the hood, so my stripes outrank ya |
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8100 block, and we known to bust ya |
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My hands stay dirty, I'm a throwback hustler |
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Music still dropping, them boys still plotting |
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The caine still popping, them FED's still watching |
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Controlled now, and the checks look lifty |
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Three hundred thousand, multiply 8-60 |
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And it's legit, you know that's big boy *************t |
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So I'm a rapping mother*******, and I just can't quit |
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CMG *************, and it's a brand new year |
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Get off my ************* young man, tell your ************* to come here |
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(Hook) |
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(*talking*) |
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Uh-huh the Young Don, yes sir |
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I'm back up at ya, CEO style coming straight at ya |
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Out the mother******g lyricists lounge |
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My ************* C-Mo, put this one here down |
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Ya know, the Young Don is back I ain't charging *************t |
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******* got bad credit with me out here |
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I'm coming to get it move over, sitting tall ya know |
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Seven hundred thousand, independent sold |
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See me ************* I'm telling ya, check the soundscan |
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All my stats legit *************, I'm the CEO they got to see me though |
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Know I'm saying, 0-4/0-5 check us |
