| Yeah, it’s 50
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| One shot, one kill, what’s the deal
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| Yeah, what’s the deal
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| Listen lil' homie, when it rains it pours
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| Hollow tips and talons, when it rains it pours
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| Get caught in lead showers just because
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| Niggas ain’t playin', when it rains it pours
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| Niggas get set up, when it rains it pours
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| End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
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| It usually, goes down over money and whores
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| But lil' homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
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| Ain’t nothin' changed, niggas doin' the same ol' shit
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| Them new hollow tips in them same ol' clips
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| In the projects, niggas fuck with the same ol' chicks
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| For somehow, they still think that they game is so sick
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| Now from the rip, niggas know I’m 'bout my grip
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| I don’t trick, man I barely even feed a bitch
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| She say I’m stingy, I say, «I don’t need you bitch»
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| Go 'head leave, see if I chase you, shit!
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| Tell yo' mammy, I catch her in the streets I’mma get her
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| She know I’m on parole, why she call police on a nigga?
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| She just mad, cause a nigga pockets on swole
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| When she ask to borrow some, I say, «Hell naw!»
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| I was tellin' the lil' homies all about this shit
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| To keep yo' mind on yo' money
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| And don’t trust no bitch
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| Ke Ke hit high notes, when them pigs came
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| But her ass kinda fat, so niggas treat' her the same
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| This is real
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| Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
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| Hollow tips and talons, when it rains it pours
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| Get caught in lead showers just because
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| Niggas ain’t playin', when it rains it pours
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| Niggas get set up, when it rains it pours
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| End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
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| It usually, goes down over money and whores
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| But lil' homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
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| Blood stains on my stoop, when Akbar got shot
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| When homicide outside, nigga I’m not
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| This the third time them niggas done circled the block
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| It’s money out now yeah, but damn it’s hot
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| They’ll love to catch a nigga, on a direct sale
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| They say, «tell us who caught the body, or you goin' to jail»
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| Look, if you know the drill you stay the fuck outta dodge
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| And say what’s happenin' to the captain
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| And say what’s up to the sarge
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| Fuck bein' in a cage man, that shit for the birds
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| Charlie drunk, drinkin' wild irish rose on the curb
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| I know a spot full of niggas tryin' to bet a few bucks
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| Hopin' they number come out, they can have 'em some luck
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| To Ace to the duece, and stumbled off mad
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| Lost his re-up money man, that’s all he had
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| Magazine from the store, so he can look at the cars
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| And do pull up’s in the park, on the monkey bars
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| Mad as fuck
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| Listen lil' homie, when it rains it pours
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| Hollow tips and talons, when it rains it pours
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| Get caught in lead showers just because
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| Niggas ain’t playin', when it rains it pours
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| Niggas get set up, when it rains it pours
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| End up wet up, that’s when it rains it pours
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| It usually, goes down over money and whores
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| But lil' homie in my hood, when it rains it pours
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| (Gun shots, police sirens and helicopters going off
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| While it thunders and rains) |