| Yeah 1996
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| Coolio with the flow
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| Rated R superstar
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| LV that’s right
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| Mossberg Smith &Wesson
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| Forty-five let me tell you how I learned my lesson
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| House party in the hood at some niggas I don’t know
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| But I had to go they had a house full of hos
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| I stepped into that party with my nigga high off that head
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| The hos is looking good so we try to make a friend for night
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| Let’s get it right let’s get it straight
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| But now these punkass niggas in the party want to play a hate
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| I’d bust a cap to save a rat so what’s up with that
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| It’s 1996 so these bustas get no kinda of doubt
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| Like American Express here we go again
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| I never leave home without it so don’t even think about it Just let me leave and I won’t have to make you bleed
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| But if you make an offensive move then I’m gonna have to show a groove
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| Back up off let’s keep it soft
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| Don’t make me have to show you who these 16 bosses be This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| Way back in the days we dudes don’t forget a name
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| Now everybody wants the fame but things change ain’t the same
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| All these sucker set-trippin killin for no reason
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| That’s why I never leave the house without my nina
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| I love my baby carry my baby whereever I go For these suckers get in a twist they say I beat their pimpin
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| Stop wishin you was in my shoes
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| And learn to be yourself stop acting like somebody else
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| It’s ninety-six and most of the homeys thinking of six feet
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| The six I found out if you wear partners where the friends go Every week you don’t see me I gotta put at work
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| I guess the shit don’t stop till my gaskets drop
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| Stop hating my life and get your own
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| Be true to this game or this game will do you cold
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| Everywhere I go I got my back
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| I hate to do my all black but I must stay strapped
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| No no oooo I can’t escape this life
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| I been trying to live in piece but these fools won’t cease
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| They insist with their bullshit so I got a full clip
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| Chitty-chitty bang-bang doin it’s a new thing
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| One shot from a Jake .38 can make your brain ache
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| I’m the kinda nigga that don’t believe in frontin'
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| But if you run up on me trippin you best believe I’m dumpin'
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| I got bills to pay and kids to raise
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| And a whole generation of lost niggas to save
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| So I ain’t got time for that yip yap
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| If you start some static I’m gonna have to blow your mind back
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| Believe that nigga daisy if you do it’s true
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| Fuck with Coo you get done that’s how we do it to it Don’t start no shit and it won’t be none son
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| But if you do I’m going for my gun
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| Like Doc Holliday a nigga ain’t scary
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| So if you want to trip then I’ll be your huckleberry
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| This really ain’t me no more
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| These streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside
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| This really really really ain’t me But the streets won’t let me go
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| I can’t escape this life
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| That they got me trapped inside |