| And now we will comence with a prayer
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| WELCOME
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| Hooked back up with tony C
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| You know what im sayin Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| See theres a lot of quesions that muthafuckas need answered
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| YouknowhatI’msayin?
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| They wanna know whats up with Bizzy and Bone Thugs
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| (did y’all break up?)
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| And all this and all that (whats goin on?)
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| I’ma simplify that shit
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| Feel me feel me
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| Standin in thick tops with two pairs of reeboks
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| And we not leavin til them all clean where tha fiends at
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| Doin it for my babies and baby it ain’t no turnin back
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| Burnin that cigarette
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| You know what these niggas can get
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| These, I done smoked soo much weed
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| Bought 20 V’s, hennessy
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| And even the industry tried to play me like a crack fiend
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| Eazy was my nigga but Eazy gave me all the liqour, I was only 16
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| Ruthless can’t tip me all of the demons missed me
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| Two of the bones dissed me
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| I dont give a fuck we got history
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| Shit it ain’t no mystery
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| Niggas is pissed off they say I ain’t showin up to shows
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| But the people dont know
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| I ain’t makin no money so what am I workin for
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| Tell me what am I hurtin for
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| Baby what are we researchin for
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| Restitution little foster kids give me contributions soo you can ring
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| Out the towel
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| And watch its playin me now
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| Roll, like can get rolled over come, come and get you some
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| De dum de dum de dum de dum de dont doubt me
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| Am I hate well I ain’t shot nobody yet how am I the bad guy
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| Yall tellin mad lies
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| And this is for the strong black fathers
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| Gon get your dollars and take your kids to college
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| Keep some extra for leather squallas
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| My momma was a hustla, and you can call me pretty boy floyd
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| Runnin when i hear the cop noise chillin coffee pops, they boys
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| Thank you for the beatings im my own man elevate then a grown man
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| I dont trust nobody, chemicals that was taped thru my nervous system
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| And sentimental survivors ducked down in churches protectin strays
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| From mangin
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| Did I forget to mention GOD never me and my wife drop daily
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| On our knees forever little babies
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| Remember remember the faith will get you through
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| Even though that hate was all we knew
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| Still throwin food drives droppin little kids hollas
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| As we get rushed like Elian Gonzales screamin for momma
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| Roll, like can get rolled over come, come and get you some
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| De dum de dum de dum de dum de dont doubt me
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| GOD first then we second for musics a blessin
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| Servin it from lyin then I ain’t bryon
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| And I’m fryin and lessons of a ghetto kids
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| Who feelin fiends cribs where everybody keeps dyin
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| And everybodys takin nobody years in science
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| If signs exist in the times we tint
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| Fell in cryin to the bitch
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| What the fuck am I supposed to do harm to the world is school
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| With a tactic to lose
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| Cause we been slaves ever since them niggas follow the rules
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| Minorites in hell majority in jail more rappers is actin
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| Never stood on no block I can tell raggin and force flaggin
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| Lil faggot you got some bail for my homies
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| Saddity you ain’t nothin like Bizzy cause you phony I’m money
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| He dont want dymond dolla you talkin to nickys daddy
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| Have they momma or they fuckin fathers
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| Hello bother my peoples with daddy
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| Well shit if people will tell me for fame
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| Lame, read books and go get some game
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| (Chorus till end)
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| Roll, like can get rolled over come, come and get you some
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| De dum de dum de dum de dum de dont doubt me |