| Ay when you see me, salute me like a general I’m leading the troops
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| I make this G shit look so easy to do,
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| And when you see me salute commander and chief conceiling the truth
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| It don’t matter wether the streets or the booth.
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| When you see me salute
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| And when you see me salute
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| When you see me salute
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| You ain’t gotta speak homie when you see me salute.
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| Raise your right hand to your hairline
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| Stand that attention hold it there until you’re recognized
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| Once I return the salutation then is at ease as if you heard no conversation
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| Well, and lets just sayin' what it do g
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| Decorated 5 star general a true G
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| Made it fresher off the battlefield
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| Rip it for my niggas in the battle still
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| Yea with more stripes then a jail suit
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| Been in the need, trail oop
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| When I fail, through bitches standin their cells
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| Takin pictures wit their cells
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| And let me tell you sutin 'bout a playa
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| Put me anywhere in any jail
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| And I shall prevail
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| And if another man survived I shall as well
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| Now fuck rap got swag for sale
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| You crossed my path in air brazil
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| Ay when you see me, salute me like a general I’m leading the troops
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| I make this G shit look so easy to do,
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| And when you see me salute commander and chief conceiling the truth
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| It don’t matter wether the streets or the booth.
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| When you see me salute
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| And when you see me salute
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| When you see me salute
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| You ain’t gotta speak homie when you see me salute.
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| Hot stain from the nonsense
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| Remain conscious
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| The idiots make idiotic comments
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| A convict wit a conscious
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| You lack mores I can see your principles
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| And not my mines is
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| So I guess what makes me special
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| Just to get from the curse
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| Like shit to get you rich at first
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| So put your dick in the dirt
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| That’s why I don’t gotta be the greatest of all time
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| As long as I keep it real in my rhymes I’m fine
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| I ain’t lying
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| Give me mine and I’m satisfied
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| I’m just happy I got to make before my daddy died
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| And all things considered
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| Everytime destiny calls I can deliver
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| Not illa a young heart wit a old soul
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| Some hot holes and a cold flow
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| And as far as keepin it real go
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| Home when you need me
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| Don’t forget the proper way to greet me
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| Ay when you see me, salute me like a general I’m leading the troops
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| I make this G shit look so easy to do,
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| And when you see me salute commander and chief conceiling the truth
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| It don’t matter wether the streets or the booth.
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| When you see me salute
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| And when you see me salute
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| When you see me salute
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| You ain’t gotta speak homie when you see me salute. |