| Yes, indeed, it’s the mix king Ron G
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| I got somethin' the world ain’t ready for
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| New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta
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| D.C., Detroit, New Orleans
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| Y’all know the deal, flavor!
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| Hahahahahaha
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| Yeah, nigga
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| Yeah, that’s right
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| Baby
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| That’s how we do it
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| Follow me, tell me if you feel me
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| I think niggas is tryna kill me
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| Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me
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| Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal
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| My criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin' steel
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| See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches
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| That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches
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| I’m tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me
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| Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
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| Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
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| I’m trapped in the storm and fuck the world 'til I’m gone
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| Bitches be warned: word is bond, you’ll get torn
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| I’m bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong
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| And then it’s on, before I leave, picture me
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| I’m spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free
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| Watch me set it, niggas don’t want it, you can get it
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| Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it
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| This thug life nigga, we don’t cater to you hoes, fuck with me
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| Have a hundred motherfuckers at your door with .44s
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| Hahahahaha, yeah, nigga
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| Thug Life
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| I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid
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| A Bad Boy, just like The Notorious B.I.G
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| A Rock-A-Fella, like Shawn Carter
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| With more game than Ron Harper
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| The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber
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| While y’all be on the corners bummy and high
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| I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy
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| You wish you was in a position that I’m in
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| Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'
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| My lifestyle is far out
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| Every week bring a different car out
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| I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out, huh
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| ‘Cause I keep cream, I’m large on the street scene
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| Every time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream
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| Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem’s finest, yeah
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| That nigga who hold it down for Uptown
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| Hahahaha, that’s how we do it out here
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| On this underground real shit, nigga, it’s the heat, nigga
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| Now, rewind this motherfucker
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| You know you can’t help it
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| Deadly combination, boy |