| How many times I gotta tell you niggas?
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| I’m not like you!
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| I ain’t never love a cop, they some arrogant devils
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| Wanna bury me since birth, gave my parents a shovel
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| Real niggas don’t die, So they scared of the ghetto
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| What’s a puppet compared to Geppetto (hello)
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| And you Uncle Tom niggas you nowhere on my level
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| Rather talk to baby girl over there in the yellow
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| I’mma tell her get naked but she can wear the stilettos
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| Got a round jiggly ass but I ain’t sharing my Jell-O
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| It’s an alien abduction, Put her in my spaceship
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| Demeanour of a boss, I ain’t gotta say shit
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| I just wanna make it
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| Get my new bitch a pair of Sarah Palin fake tits (you hear me?)
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| I’m a Long Beach nigga, riding down Crenshaw
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| Read my bumper sticker it say fuck Rush Limbaugh
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| Got hood credit, the streets is my co-signer
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| I talk shit like Mel Gibson, my ghostwriter
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| I’m in the streets, tell me where you at
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| Put a hundred killers in front of you, I could do that
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| Me and you ain’t the same, but you knew that
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| If you don’t give a fuck, throw your middle finger up
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| Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday
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| Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday
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| Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday
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| Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday
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| It’s just me against the world, soldier on the mainline
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| How can I be militant and ignorant at the same time
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| I love liquor but I hate swine
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| Blame it on the complexities of a great mind
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| I think I’m stuck somewhere in between Malcolm X and Detroit Red
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| Still chasing after d-boy bread
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| And I’m hardcore
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| Lay a snitch flatter than that cardboard
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| Sitting underneath the spinning d-boy's head
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| I keep a Glock, I be telling degenerates
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| It’ll eat you pussies quick as Ellen DeGeneres
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| I mix drinks like a hell of a chemistist
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| If you a bitch nigga, you forever my nemesis
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| Killing youths on my itinerary
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| Shouts out to Bun B and Chamillitary
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| I’m a Nas Illmatic nigga, Jay Blueprint nigga
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| Curtis Jackson with an opinion 52 cent nigga
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| I don’t live like you, I don’t think like you do
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| Mother fuckers say I’m crazy
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| See I grew up in the hood where the cops try to kill a dude
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| Ever since I was a baby
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| And on top of all that these gangbang niggas tripping too
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| I kept a loaded 380
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| They tried to brainwash me with the curriculum in high school
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| I never let them fools play me
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| C.O.B. |
| I got a religious career
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| It’s the Van Gogh flow, nigga lend me your ear
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| Ain’t no rally for the feminists, the women are here
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| Pull your cock out quit living in fear
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| Probably see a nigga chilling with a porn star
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| Use her like the all star… in my 4 car
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| In other words I only call her when I need help
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| Give me brains while I buckle up my seatbelt
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| That’s when she told me she was Glen Beck’s daughter
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| Said she couldn’t take a molested incest father
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| Get it off your chest bench press harder
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| I gave her a new name called her Princess slaughter
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| Her dad’s the devil, she a hottie still
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| Made a mandingo like the way the human body feel
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| Quick question, who embodies skills
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| If you don’t buy my shit I bet the Illuminati will nigga |