| Young Thugs in this motherfucker
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| Don’t break up the fight, let 'em rumble
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| Don’t make enemies with me I Try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me Some say my criminal experience is legendary
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| I do what’s necessary
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| Niggas wanna see me burried
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| Worried, if you coming hurried
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| I ain’t going down, fuck the world I’m a thug
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| Tell 'em can’t nothing stop me but a slug
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| I went from drug dealing to a shot caller
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| From off the block, no longer rock
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| And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller
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| Bitch nigga I’m prepared to die, Before I fry
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| I hit the weed so I be forever high
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| My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee
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| I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed
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| Bitches don’t wanna see me leave, forever thugging
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| Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I love
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| And fuck the law 'cause the raw niggas ain’t free
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| This picture’s clear but we can’t see, hahaha
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| This game is jealousy, Don’t let 'em change
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| That’s what they keep on telling me, motherfuck the fame
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| I can’t sleep 'cause I keep hearing peeps
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| wrapped in my sheets
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| Don’t make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me, nigga
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| I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me Mutah with K-Dogg in ()
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| The game is getting deeper with this I couldn’t stop, I’m reminising
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| And having flashbacks when them niggas came up missing
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| (Wish in my heart, these niggas they ain’t have to start
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| Now therefore they gotta see in dark
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| Played the part with heart when we spark they part
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| Running silly through the court) They don’t really wanna start
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| (How you wanna do?) Yo K, anyway
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| These motherfuckers wanna play we can do it all day
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| So I stay (Sipping on my aray to keep my head fine
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| And I’m where? |
| Everywhere from here to bedtime)
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| And I squeeze when I say I’m coming
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| Straight gunning on enemies if it’s really me that they wanting
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| (Cause it ain’t nothing, Y’all niggas is fronting
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| Do you really want it? |
| niggas dying…)
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| 2Pac
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| Don’t make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me You’d rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me You’d rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me Big Mal with Yak in ()
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| Now, we’re in '94, Niggas get bust through the do'
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| ?Cup? |
| in a flash sittin on that ass (And rarely fold)
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| Galitter tell 'em bout that trife shit (You wanna fight?
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| I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch)
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| A nigga struggle too hard for what I got
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| hustle (And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop
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| Hell nah! |
| I coulnd’t see it Facing a century in the penatentury but so be it)
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| And Jesus couldn’t help me out the state
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| (Prepare for an early date to see my fate at the pearly gate
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| But wait) No time for stalling (But death is calling)
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| You wanna stomp on it somebody’s gotta start falling
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| (True, what I do from sun up) is for a come up
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| (Wake up with my gun up) Cause when I sneak that’s when they run up
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| (So It’s time to spray like Ray
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| And put the freeze on these fake Gs) You know how we do 2Pac
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| Don’t make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me You’d rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me, nigga
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| I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain’t see
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| Don’t make enemies with me You’d Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don’t make enemies with me What nigga? |
| Young motherfucking thugs, let’s out do it Don’t make enemies with me nigga
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| Y’all better fuck with these other niggas
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| And I don’t see it Don’t make enemies with me Motherfuckers is fatal nigga
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| I swear by the Gods
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| Don’t make enemies with me nigga
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| Niggas gonna see they caskets fucking with these bastards
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| Don’t make enemies with me It’s for all these motherfuckers that’s swearing to God
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| That they be doing something
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| Don’t make enemies with me That they touching something
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| That they being something
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| Y’all niggas ain’t shit
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| That’s on my mama bring the drama, nigga
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| Young Thugs, fuck the drugs
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| These niggas making records, y’all niggas best to check it Cause y’all gonna get yo asshole tore
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| They tearing patches out you niggas ass
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| All y’all niggas, I don’t give a fuck who you running with
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| This is thug life nigga, the new generation motherfucker
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| Young Thugs we chin checking all you junior high school motherfuckers
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| Y’all better feel this shit, don’t make enemies with these niggas
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| You better be friendly motherfucker, I swear to God
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| We running through, smile from handshake |