| See, the weak get walked on, the soft get barked on
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| See me, I never ever ever runnnn
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| Niggaz say the wrong shit to me, like he wan' do me
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| Somebody lead him with my gunnnn
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| What you sayin boy? |
| You think I’m playin boy?
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| Watch your mouth girl, this a man’s world
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| What you sayin boy? |
| You think I’m playin boy?
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| Watch your mouth girl, this a man’s world
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| Listen nigga you play me, and I’ma go crazy
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| You push me I’ma motherfuckin trip
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| I come trippin through yo' set, bustin off my tec
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| I gives a fuck if you’s a Blood or a Crip
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| Nigga from J.F.K. |
| to L.A.X. |
| I’m back through the sets again
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| Gangsta life that’s right, crazy-ass Mexicans
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| Do it the raw way, broad day, AK
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| Spray cause a melee, mayday mayday!
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| Freak bitch suck me on tape like Ray J
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| Niggaz that I’m up against know they can’t fade me
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| I’m the last one, you know the last don
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| She know she wan' come, bitch bring ya ass on!
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| See I come from the Southside where niggaz is outside
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| Right now with the rubber grips
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| Niggaz say they gon' see me, to hit 'em on G.P.
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| Then I bless 'em with the chains full of bricks
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| When you come from where I’m from, you come from the bottom
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| They ain’t supposed to get this rich
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| So the Fed’s got my phone tapped to treat me like Fat Cat
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| Now I’m thinkin «Man ain’t this a bitch!»
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| Niggaz stick cola in cola, from movin the yola
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| Next thing you know they up in yo' crib
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| Sayin where’s the stash at? |
| You move they gon' blast that
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| So I suggest you stand still kid
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| This a man’s world…
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| Watch your mouth girl, this a man’s world |