| Ooooh Ooooh, Ooooh Ooooh
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| Ooooh Ooooh, Ooooh Ooooh
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| (Interlude: 2 Pistols & Ray J)
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| Somethin serious… Shorty you know wat it is
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| (Chorus: Ray J)
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| I know you shorty, you know me and you know I can’t leave these streets,
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| cause I mean it’s in my veins shorty wish I could stay but for now just pray
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| for me
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| I know you shorty, you know me so hard for me to leave these blocks got my head
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| tied in a knot always runnin from the cops prayin that I don’t get caught
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| (2 Pistols: x2)
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| You know I push it to the limit sun up, sun down, baby I got to get it,
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| gotta get it… I gotta get it
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| Baby girl, you know my situation. |
| I know sometime you get impatient.
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| I be on tha grind. |
| You be at tha house, probably think I’m at another broad
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| house. |
| Shorty I’m gettin money more than I’ve ever seen. |
| True Religion jeans,
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| I know you like those. |
| That’s why I buy’em for ya
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| Smile for me. |
| You can’t believe them hatin B**ches, they be lyin on me.
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| Keep a nine on me, you know they plottin on me, you just keep that pu**y tight.
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| I’m comin home early. |
| I gotta get it, get it. |
| I can’t leave the streets.
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| I did’nt choose tha hustle, tha hustle chose me
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| (Chorus: Ray J)
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| I know you shorty, you know me and you know I can’t leave these streets,
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| cause I mean it’s in my veins shorty wish I could stay but for now just pray
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| for me
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| I know you shorty, you know me, so hard for me to leave these blocks got my
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| head tied in a knot always runnin from the cops prayin that I don’t get caught
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| (2 Pistols: x2)
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| You know I push it to the limit sun up, sun down, baby I got to get it,
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| gotta get it… I gotta get it
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| (Singing: Ray J) Pray for me pray for me
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| Streets keep callin, the block keep on watchin. |
| You’re my shorty,
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| hope’n you stay down be with me win or lose. |
| Girl my heart is always with you,
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| don’t get confused. |
| Just hold me down, I promise that we’ll make it through
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| (Verse 2: 2 Pistols)
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| I’m gettin money 24/7 life as a hustler, they wanna throw away the key and lock
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| a ni**a up, I remember when they put me in handcuffs. |
| I look you in tha eye «Shawty what u cryin for? |
| «I'll be out in the morning, baby post bail.
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| Get your hair done cause I’m comin straight over there. |
| I trust her with tha
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| money, shorty so real. |
| I put them diamonds on her
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| Just to show I care. |
| You stuck with a ni**a, in and out of jail.
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| I know you love me baby, I put you through hell
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| I gotta get it, get it. |
| I can’t leave the streets. |
| I did’nt choose tha hustle,
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| tha hustle chose me
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| (Chorus: Ray J)
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| I know you shorty, you know me and you know I can’t leave these streets,
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| cause I mean it’s in my veins shorty wish I could stay but for now just pray
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| for me
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| I know you shorty, you know me, so hard for me to leave these blocks got my
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| head tied in a knot always runnin from the cops prayin that I don’t get knocked
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| (2 Pistols: x2)
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| You know I push it to the limit sun up, sun down, baby I got to get it,
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| gotta get it… I gotta get it
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| (Chorus x2: Ray J) |