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Chorus x2: |
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Shoulda broke it to the left man [KILO] |
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I was born to be a |
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PIMP! Ain't lovin' no hoes, never no half-steppin, |
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Never caught on my square, |
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So there ,when |
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I ride I pass my wea-pon, |
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Who-Ever want to go to war, better come fully equipped |
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When I grip my clip thats it, |
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I'm on some gangbangin shit, |
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In my hood gotta slang, gotta bang was the knowledge |
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I observed |
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To the left solid, what up joe? what's well, hangin on the curb puffing herb |
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Straight hustlin |
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NIGHT and |
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DAY,gotta get that knot |
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Double up my glock and hoody, i'm lookin for goodys on your block |
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This is a stick up, don't make it no ambulance pick up (nigga) |
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Give it up, get lit up, pussy motherfucka |
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You best to give it up to the right, thats them gangstas and shit |
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But thats cool, get your money, but i'm gone break it to the left |
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Chorus x3 [Wildstyle] |
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They said this nigga wasn't gone come up, just run up wit his bad ass |
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I'ma tell ya momma,daddy did it with the flu and |
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I thought you knew it |
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BITCH Comin from the |
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CHI, bang my shit to the left side |
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Homicide a double in the drive-by, come out run by nigga gone die why? |
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I was only 15 years old, never handlin a vice lord steady growing |
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I learn my shit from the niggas comin up in that county whoa |
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Blastin at the niggas on the other side picking up the trigger when you come up right? |
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Aint no love what love got to do with it when you be slappin them ugly |
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BITCHES! Bitches gone get you caught up, fighting over them hoes |
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She be giving up the pussy left and right |
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I could've fucked that hoe last night |
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Rolling down the block, |
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I be the mack and playa of the set, 45 automatic if you want to get off your chest |
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Shoulda broke it to the left man |
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Chorus x3 [ColdHard] |
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Listen up, |
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I heard some mothafucker said that they want some static |
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Lets grab them automatics, |
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I'ma let you bitches have it |
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For fuckin wit, the wrong motherfucker that you thought you had you a trickhead |
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Run up on a goddamn |
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Lunatic, one slick so you want the dub shit |
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And your whole click aint shit to me |
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Try to play these games with the |
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C-O-L-D Bustin caps in ya |
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ASS going 50 miles fast |
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Know you hoes can come and see me |
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Cuz it don't mean shit, |
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I'm ready to turn it on any time |
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Specially when |
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I come to shoot |
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I'm a loon and |
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I'ma have that damn nine |
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Only you some nigga dying to hell wit his momma and them and all that crying |
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Nigga shouldn't did what he did now hes a |
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DEAD ASS C |
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LOWN, Another nigga that wont make it in this world man, played hisself to the right |
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And that shit wasn't right, now its a damn shame |
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Should've broke it to the left man |
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Chorus x3 [Never] |
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Could it be that a nigga want to play game, |
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And the game done already been played, |
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Trying to get with this gangbangalistic shit for your homies in they grave, |
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Had to think about murder but you couldn't go deep, |
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So get ready for tha street sweeper, going to be a cold creeper |
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When you told the playa pimp ill beat ya and a nigga like me was always in the game |
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Cuz I kept my shit tight,niggas talkin bout we used to fight |
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Nigga used to get they ass sniped , and its still the same up in the |
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CHI Thats where my nigga rose dwell, bustin bustas in they face, |
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On the murder case, spraying they bullet wounds wit mace, |
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And you we was all good, comin up, getting paid |
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Smokin on a fat sack, gat to the left lay back in the cut drinking |
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Tanqueray |
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Pimpin I think |
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I'll never do, to the right thats tight but |
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I'ma stay |
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In the cradle, if ya able |
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Break it to the left man |
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Chorus (till song fades out) |