| To the people thats been locked away for a while
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| Keep your head up
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| To my peoples thats been strugglin all their life
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| Never give up (No never give up)
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| To my people that are lost along the way
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| I’ll never forget (I'll never forget)
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| Live your life the way you have to to get ahead
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| With no regrets
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| I used to run with straight cap peelers
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| Hardcore killers
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| To the people next door I wasn’t nothin but the dope dealer
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| Stayin up all night to make ends meet
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| Ya, cuz livin in the ghetto ain’t cheap
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| And ask me do my momma know a thing — hell nah
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| Cuz she gon be the first to turn me into the law
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| I got tired of seeing the drama on her face
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| All stressed out and depressed tryin to keep the place
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| So I worked odd job after odd job for the man
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| But that didn’t even get my ends close enough to shake hands
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| I’m stressed out right about now
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| So I hooked up with the homey from the streets to put it down
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| He said you make 2 G’s a drop
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| Nigga don’t be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped
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| Thinkin to myself I’ma do this for now
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| Come up and blow up and move moms in the cut
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| I’m doing about six drops a week
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| I’m knowin niggas from everyhood — partner it’s all good
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| I’m in school tryin to live out moms dream
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| Outsell y’all and make a bomb ass smoke screen
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| Locked in the game doin my thang like Bruce Wayne
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| Tryin to ease momma pain and stop the rain
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| I thank God I never been to the pen
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| But if I had to I’d do it again
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| Y’all better ask somebody
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| (Phone rings)
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| What’s up man, this is Vin man
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| -yo what’s hapnin man
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| I got some drama with some old playa haters
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| -ah man, that’s why you was blowin me up man? |
| (-stop through)
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| Old horny ass, I’ll be there in a mintue
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| Like G’s we roll with the ass rocked
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| Like G’s we roll with the tops down
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| Like G’s we coast til homey past the post
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| Cuz yo we finna get fucked up
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| I say uhhh kick the? |
| and uhhh
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| Can you feel my illustration
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| I’m thick for the penetration
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| No hesitation I step to a f blowin the dust off her shelf
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| I’m kinda horny — I just bounced from the county
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| So if you don’t mind me absorbing the womb
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| Hit it smooth then slide out the room
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| After making you assume the position
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| Now I’m in the twist after goin on a mission
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| Gotta spit at my homeys though — you know my peoples
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| Yeah the ones in the hill plus the folks in the hood — we all equal
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| I was talkin to my partner the other day
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| We was sitting in the mall parking lot
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| He was bout to serve three chicken wings
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| He said «shit ain’t changed, homey, shit ain’t changed»
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| So uh, strap for strap even though I rap
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| Ain’t know way in the hell I can watch my own back
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| So I got my brother on the right and my brother on the left
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| One in a khaki suit, the other one well dressed
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| Hit you ass like the stealth — Above the Law
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| Too much caviar, put holes through ya, lick you thorough your radar
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| See I’m pistol whipping clicks with my lyrics
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| I’m on a cheddar run so my family benefits
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| I through the videos on the table for my young ones
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| Let the maid know that I’m out — y’all I’m on one
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| To meet with some real conglomerates on the street for some heat
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| Then we smoke baby, then we drink baby
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| Now my homies, I love my Cali scene
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| It’s the real thing, it’s the real thing |