| Sloppily they copied me
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| But obviously it ain’t done properly
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| Maybe they just think it’s over with, but ain’t no stoppin' me
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| They’ve been takin', fakin', makin' a mockery
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| Whoever thought that hip-hop would be
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| Full of niggas braggin', actin' like they hit the lottery?
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| But it’s about to be a robbery; |
| they gettin' nuttin' on they back end
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| After sodomy, thinkin' they gonna be the next prodigy
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| At the end of the game, they receive a window pane and a pot to pee
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| Sometimes I gotta pinch myself to prove it’s not a dream
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| How I’m survivin' in this non-thriving economy
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| Wishin' steak what was on my plate, but for now it’s ham hock and beans
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| Niggas with the money, they spend it on expensive Prada jeans
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| But fuck it, to me it’s not a thing
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| To each his own, know’m talmbout?
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| Nah’mean?
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| You gotta watch it 'cause a lot of niggas plot and scheme
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| They’ll catch ya slippin' quick, a bada-boom, bada-bing
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| And they’ll getcha for a lot of things
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| So watch your necklace, watch your bracelet, watch your watch and rings
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| These streets are full of tea, so ain’t no need to lie to me
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| Big mouth cut creator, rock the beat
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| And you know you can’t stop a freak, let her pop her P
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| You might not like pussy, but don’t be watchin' me
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| It’s gotta be monopoly
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| They want your hips, lips, whips, chip, dip, no apostrophe
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| Kingpins, you and your friends, y’all try to be
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| You’re sellin' weight, you must be great at playin' hide 'n seek
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| You try to slang, lawman jumps out the tree
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| Grab your rocks and flee before you have to cop a plea
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| That’s not for me, I keep my nose, ears and eyes clean
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| But to each his own, know’m talmbout?
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| Nah’mean? |