| I’m a mothafuckin' thug, I hate payin' taxes
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| Just hate it, I’m tryna fuck a couple actresses
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| If I don’t got it I’ma make it
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| Still don’t got it, I’ma take it
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| Run that shit, take your shit, that’s what I won’t do
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| Out here doin' what I want to
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| Nigga you do what you can
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| That’s the difference, I’m a mothafuckin' man
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| I’m a man, nigga, and as a man I don’t take that
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| I don’t do Versace, that’s that gay shit
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| Yeah I said it, I’m a thug
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| I’m a thug, nigga, guess I need a mothafuckin' hug
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| Well dig my mama up and tell her give me one
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| Lotta niggas say they’re real, I’m the realest one
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| I’m the realest, this exactly how I’m feelin', bruh
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| Ain’t no chillin', bruh
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| It’s all about the Benjamins
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| Nigga, fuck George Zimmerman
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| How it’s pistol versus hand?
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| Take your whoopin' like a mothafuckin' man
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| Pussy, damn, how hard can a kid hit?
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| And why them local rappers ain’t did shit?
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| Lil Wayne said, «Fuck the Heat»
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| Same local rapper niggas wanted beef
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| Fun, brother versus brother
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| No hesitation when you face the same color
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| None, I’m sayin' what the fuck you niggas stand for?
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| Guess it’s lost in the South, Jim Crow
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| Still I’m shootin' in the gym
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| Thinkin' back, shit I couldn’t hit the rim
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| Nigga you should see my game now
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| If it’s a fully, nigga aim down
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| Let the gun work
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| Super clean but I’ve done dirt
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| Talked the shit until my tongue hurt
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| And I don’t run from skirmishes, nigga
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| Sometimes I look in the mirror and ask myself what I’m scared of
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| How dare the media portray me this way, I can hear the
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| Crowd screaming, the weirdest of chants, they all in my ear-a
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| Artist of era, role model, I can’t
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| It’s like I’m a parrot, apparently I’m markin' the dance
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| I seen done with the devil, such a ghetto romance
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| How many niggas fall victim, looking at you trapped in the system
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| Mentally they kept you in prison, and you won’t get out, no one visit
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| Open up your mouth, no one listen, you in denial, nigga
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| I’m in denial with you, I dial dead homies numbers off this liquor
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| Time and time again I find myself inside the cerebellum
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| Of several felons, Orion’s belt couldn’t live in my world
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| I seen tigers, lions let loose and spooked, I’m next door to Earl
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| I guess I rely on Jesus to save us before I refer
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| The madness, my neighbors witness ski masks
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| The masses don’t know
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| I’m packin' this four and harassin' your ho
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| Antagonizin' the business you love the most
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| See the difference to my approach is a forty ounce at the store
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| If a forty bounce, to get low
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| I never learn, I’m hard-headed
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| The corporate world don’t like it, but I said it
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| I’m a mothafuckin' thug
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| Look in my eyes, what do you see?
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| God Orion lives in me
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| Look in my eyes, what do you see?
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| God Orion lives in me
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| Thug, thug, all I ever was
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| Look around, all I ever done
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| Thug, thug, all I ever was
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| Look around, all I ever done
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| Thug, thug, all I ever was
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| Look around, all I ever done
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| Thug, thug, all I ever was
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| Look around |