| I’m made to be a problem
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| I mean I did that shit
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| Ain’t nobody give me shit
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| Nothing, I had to go do that shit
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| Bring that shit back to the streets
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| Make them bands pop
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| Start with your mother and your father
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| That shit born in you
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| That shit in your household
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| That shit in your blood, aye
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| It started with my mother and my father (Father)
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| They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (Uh-huh)
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| Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (Boom! boom!)
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| The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
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| Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (Damn)
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| Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (Bands)
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| I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
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| Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (What?)
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| It started with my mother and my father
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| They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (Doll)
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| Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (Boom! boom!)
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| The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
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| Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
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| Nigga tryna come between my money and my team
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| I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch, I was mean
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| Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (She what?)
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| I ain’t gotta act tough, cause they know I ain’t soft (Uh-huh)
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| Mama fucking with them tricks, he was breaking bitches off
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| Real bitch in my voice, when I walk and I talk
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| It’s a drought up in the hood, Courtney cooking up the sauce
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| I’ma take it way back, I was dealing out of sacks (Uh-huh)
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| Now I push an i8, two seats with my racks
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| And if you think I trust a nigga, you gon' have to think facts
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| I done carried all this pain on my shoulders, shit was wack
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| Big tee on the weekend, I’m so nervous sleeping
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| She said «Aye, you Mymy? |
| Aye, what’s up, bitch what’s the business» (What's up
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| ho?)
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| I’m ready to swing, cause she acting too suspicious (On my mama)
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| Found out she my cousin, and she wanna take a picture (What?)
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| She ain’t ask what I’m on, she ain’t ask what I’m doing
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| She wasn’t with me in that rain, I was stuck up in that storm
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| Head first, lil' lady, I was dreaming ‘bout just touring
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| They doubt me everyday, I remain in solid form (Asian Doll!)
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| Aye, watch out, niggas wanna beef with me get clocked out
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| Same hoes talking, gotta see me at the top now (Top)
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| Sit back, be cool, watch a raw bitch rock out (Rock, rock)
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| It’s some real niggas up in heaven who got shot down (Shot down)
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| You can chit chat, but I’ma mean biz (Uh, uh)
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| Money having conversations, (What?) at the T, when we chill (What?)
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| They was on my dick, when I went inside that deal (Deal)
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| I’ma stand ten toes, in these Prada pink heels (Go)
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| It started with my mother and my father (Father)
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| They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar (Uh-huh)
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| Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers (Boom! boom!)
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| The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
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| Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends (Damn)
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| Nigga tryna come between my money and my team (Bands)
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| I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean (Mean)
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| Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me (What?)
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| It started with my mother and my father
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| They told me I was special, I was made to win an Oscar
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| Raised by the realest, killers, Crips and some robbers
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| The city on my back, I’m a motherfucking problem
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| Walking home from school, all I seen was the fiends
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| Nigga tryna come between my money and my team
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| I don’t give no fuck, cute bitch I was mean
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| Put her on some game, now that bitch think she me |