| Yo what the fuck is goin' on black?
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| You ain’t never seen no combat
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| These streets here like ?? |
| and we on that
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| Yeah we on that
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| When you see those cats comin' with 100 motherfuckers that’ll kill you
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| Better run, and it’s the God, Joe Creasy
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| Liftin’s so easy
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| Fifth got a clip that’ll grip your dome, cheezy, for sheezy
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| Y’all don’t wanna see that wodie, I’m from the streets
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| Where the theme is to keep that mother
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| You motherfuckers actin' like you really wanna hold beef
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| Like these bullets I keep can go through your gold teeth
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| Like we ain’t those niggas you really wanna be
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| Signin' off, truly yours, C-Murder and Joe C
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| You want beef wardie? |
| (Niggas don’t want no beef)
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| You talkin' to me wardie? |
| (Shoot 'em right through they gold teeth)
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| You wanna see wardie? |
| (Niggas don’t wanna see us)
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| I’m from the streets wardie
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| See, I was born into the streets
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| I’m ahead of the game, it’s like a bad habit
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| Seems like I’m never gon' change
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| See I’m a hustler, that means
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| I’m never gon' get it
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| I even ride, I mean like I get it
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| See I’m a thug nigga dog, I’m fresh off the block
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| Hold up player, you caught me, with a mouth full of rock
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| Ain’t shit changed my nigga
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| Yeah, I’m on MTV, but I’m from the Projects
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| Where ???
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| You and me, ain’t no sunshine when I’m there, I’m there
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| I’m from the streets, my niggas in the hood, they be dyin'
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| Where the key is, won’t slow down, lay down
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| I’ll have you restin' in pieces
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| Now listen up player, if you really want beef
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| No Limit
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| Yo that’s why… |