| No matter how much you hate me
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| I’ma always be on top
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| It just don’t matter
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| Don’t mater, how much you hate me
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| Don’t matter, how much you wanna fade me
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| Don’t matter, cause it really don’t phase me
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| Don’t matter, true players gon' feel me
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| It all started when I got some change
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| And a name, then fame with the rap game
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| And things just changed
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| No Limit be’s the name
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| Tru Records, It’s all the same
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| We bubble up and pop
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| Took over every block
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| From the ghetto’s to the suburbs
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| Everybody knew our rap words
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| We bout it, We solders
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| The tank jus taking over
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| Son, Mystikal, and the Dog
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| We family we balls till we fall
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| Came here from over sees they love us all
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| We never change
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| Never complain about our fortune or our fame
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| Our Rolex’s and range
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| To our homies up in the game
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| Put our hood on the mizzap
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| The world know C-P-3
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| Tru niggas for lizzife
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| Don’t hate Silk the Cornel and me
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| How many millionaires you know that can still be in the hood
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| It’s all good, knock on wood
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| Treat you like you should be treated
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| Want a autograph, well hold up let me eat first
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| You say you like the album, well here take this t-shirt
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| See thugs respect solders and solders respect thugs
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| I do million dollar tours and still perform in small clubs
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| I don’t feel like I’m above you bro because I’m true bro
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| I just had a stroke of luck and now im making ???
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| I hope you feel what I feel, but you ain’t seen what I done seen
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| I seen friends turn enemies
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| And family change behind some pennies
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| And niggas say they down but on the slip they really hate ya
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| But it all gon' come to light so don’t never let it phase ya
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| You either love me
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| Or you hate me
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| Ain’t no in between ya heard me
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| I’m true to this
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| I ain’t new to this
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| But guess what
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| It really don’t matter
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| It just don’t phase me |