| Thank Dr. Dre for givin' me a chance
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| Thank that big booty bitch Maliah for that freaky dance
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| She gave me last night, jumped in a 'Rari
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| Pull up to her crib and hit that pussy like a crack pipe
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| I listen to Dipset, want Cam and Jim to squash it
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| But how can I say that when I ain’t made up with Fif yet?
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| I be watching Power while I benchpress
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| Four plates on each side, maxed out, 6 reps
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| On my Drizzy Drake, yeah 6 rep
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| Rollie with the grizzly face, Mike Conley, is he straight?
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| Damn right he is
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| I go platinum and I violate niggas like Chris Lighty did
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| I make music for all my niggas locked up state
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| With Blac Chyna on they walls—and I done seen her fuck-face
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| Quarter million on the dresser—nigga, what safe?
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| Trigger my alarm and you gon' run into some duct tape
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| I’m still here—they said I wasn’t welcome
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| Came in the game and then everybody felt him
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout gettin' money and bitches
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| 64s and switches, poppin' guns with my niggas
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout listenin' to Illmatic
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| In my grandmother’s attic tryna spit above average
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout sheddin' tears when Pac died
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| Swimming in money like the Rothschilds
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| Nigga, what your life like?
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| Nigga, what your life like?
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| Tell me; |
| what your life like?
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| I done have conversations with Timbo
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| Passed on a couple Pharrell and Swizz instrumentals
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| I done wore a two piece tux on Jimmy Kimmel
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| Then came to the hood and whopped your ass like I was Kimbo
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| I done lost 20 millions on lawyer fees
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| But I’mma get it back when I sue Jimmy for my royalties
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| I done had Scott Storch recordin' me
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| Drove through Compton with the doors up—ain't no ignornin' me
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| I done took shots at Jay, I done took shots of 'Gnac
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| I done took shots for Cedar—five couldn’t drop me flat
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| R.I.P. |
| to Frog, R.I.P. |
| to Will
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| He was just as ill as Will, so I know how Nas feel
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| Nigga, I’m the greatest
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| «300 Bars» was like 15 minutes long—tell me, how many times you played it?
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| How many times you had your Documentary stolen and replaced it?
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| That’s that five-million-out-the-gate shit
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| I’m still here—they said I wasn’t welcome
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| Came in the game and then everybody felt him
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout gettin' money and bitches
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| 64s and switches, poppin' guns with my niggas
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout listenin' to Illmatic
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| In my grandmother’s attic tryna spit above average
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| What your life like? |
| Mine’s 'bout sheddin' tears when Pac died
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| Swimming in money like the Rothschilds
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| Nigga, what your life like?
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| Nigga, what your life like?
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| Tell me; |
| what your life like?
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| Tell me; |
| what your life like? |