| When I leave this motherfucker
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| Nigga better write a book about me
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| Ha haaaa
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| Boosie Bad Azz
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| Hah Hah
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| Look Look
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| Now when I’m gone
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| You gone remember me
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| For everything I said in songs
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| Everybody who I feed was hungry (Good Hearted)
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| For tha family, tha kids, tha homies
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| For all these niggas and bitches hatin' on me
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| So when I’m gone you gon remember me
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| From Baton Rouge, to Tenneessee, to Italy
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| To guarantee when I’m gone they gone remember
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| Da Coogi sweaters da fresh fade da sense of humor
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| Da heart of gold da bad side and all da rumors
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| Remember daddy love ya, that’s to all my kids
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| Momma I gotta go fo you that’s just the way it is
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| Guess da haters gone hate my kids
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| I can see it know
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| Tootie and his lil brother cold blooded
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| Might be 30
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| Might be 50
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| Might be 80 mane
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| Want my six figures, niggas a take me to my grave mane
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| Already know how I wanna go
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| But it ain’t my time
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| Never thought I’d see a couple mill fo 25
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| That’s why I’m legendary
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| I’m rocking these shows
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| Every label I was wit
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| I carried the load
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| Remember my flow remember my voice
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| Remember everything I rap mane
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| I spoke from the heart
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| So when I’m gone they gone remember me
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| For everything I said in songs
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| Everybody who I feed was hungry
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| For tha family, tha kids, tha homies
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| For all these niggas and bitches hatin' on me
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| But When I’m gone they gone remember me
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| For what, for stay being G’d up
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| For lifting up people
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| For my diabetes
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| For keeping it real when all my niggas went commercial
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| Thank you in, when you smell purple
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| So when I’m gone they gone remember me
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| Check this out
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| If a pussy nigga starch me out
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| Do you know how many niggas
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| Running up in yo house
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| Killing mamas killing babies I can see it know
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| Niggas can’t even smoke purple
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| All they know is murder
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| Remember my struggle
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| Remember how long it took to bubble
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| Hugged my sister and my brother
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| Same for my mother
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| Every penny that or more
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| Make sure my kids straight
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| Tell 'em stories keep smiles on my kids face
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| Cause I’m gone be in my own section like Pac
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| But I speak ??? |
| every time that I drop
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| Remember how I used to handle the rocks
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| And stop and pop
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| Remember me the mane man on the block
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| Let the hoes that used to know
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| From way before
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| Kiss me from my head to my toes fo sho
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| Remember my cars my shining pieces
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| My long fight wit diabetes
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| Mane |