| When we well and gone, please enjoy the legacy
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| (it's all the same, it’s all the same)
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| And remember, we envisioned this from the beginning
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| (Yeah… yeah what, yeah what, what… ha
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| It’s all the same, it’s all the same
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| All you rappers got work
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| It’s all the same, it’s all the same
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| Everybody did dirt
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| It’s all the same, it’s all the same
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| Everybody whip work (raise the generation)
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| It’s all the same, it’s all the same
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| All these bitches gon talk
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| If you hit one club you ran through them all
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| Brought her girlfriends I ran through them all
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| Open up a brick and still the same 'caine
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| A hundred of you niggas is saying the same thing
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| Bitch nigga where the bricks at
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| Put 'em in the hood so they can flip that
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| I don’t know if you heard who fucked up
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| I’m supposed to be here you lost cut
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| When the shit come on it goes silly
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| You fucking round Mr. put on for my city
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| Mr. 1800 motherfucker broke nigga pound
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| Fuck this sucker duck ass nigga that did it for the town
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| Mr. just bought another ho, 10 go down
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| Just to reassure me I gon see no clown
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| I never ever think I’m too rich for this shit
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| Got that 40 cal on me 2 clips for this bitch
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| If you hit one club you ran through them all
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| Brought her girlfriends I ran through them all
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| Open up a brick and still the same 'caine
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| A hundred of you niggas is saying the same thing
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| (In about 3 seconds E-40 will begin to speak)
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| They say the game’s the same but the players change
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| But the players change and the game done changed
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| Ain’t nothing changed about me but my chain
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| My paper, my crib, my fame
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| Everybody sound the same except us but we don’t give a fuck
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| Man toss that lame a stool so he can step it up
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| Man this soft ass sucka ain’t cool bruh, no good luck
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| You know when they act a fool and when they cut up
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| My money long like Cher hair I’m everywhere like air
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| I’m out here with the hot pants where they don’t play fair
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| Got hella nicknames like weed strains
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| Just spark a swisher and get high as Dubai cranes
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| If you hit one club you ran through them all
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| Brought her girlfriends I ran through them all
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| Open up a brick and still the same 'caine
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| A hundred of you niggas is saying the same thing
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| Every year since I got here they’d thought it’d be their year
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| And then it’s all the same… Still at it |