| The stuff I seen it was inevitable I be a businessman
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| I knew that I would get some resistance whenever I took this stand
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| Now this is how yo' street works, everybody hates each other
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| Until they in each other’s face, and then it be cousins brothers
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| And loved ones, it’s all just a race
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| To see who can grab the most nuts and get back to the house in one place
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| You niggas wanna be on squirrel time, I’m around the world time
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| Until I gotta come back to court, talk to my kids and they’re fine
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| This is my intro, I’m scratchin' Chingy, comin' blingy this time
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| I’m showin' off my hands and freestylin, showin' you through my mind
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| This is for Roger Troutman, he helped me when I was so blind
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| To see that y’all would freak out on me at an opportune time
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| I shoulda seen it comin'
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| Niggas tryin to talk me outta this shit
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| I’m tryin to put this nigga outta this bitch
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| He fuckin with my chips I gotta resist
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| I’m tryin to put this nigga outta this bitch
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| Niggas tryin to talk me outta this shit
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| I’m tryin to get this hooker outta this bitch
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| She fuckin with my chips I gotta resist
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| I’m tryin to get this hooker outta this bitch
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| I live in Los Scandalous, California
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| It’s the most beautiful sunset 'til cowards run up on ya
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| And then it’s curtains you hurtin' for what yo' mouth had been blurtin'
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| Where you don’t love who you squirtin cause she just might be workin'
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| I ain’t sharin a fuckin' thing, I’m a rider for certain
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| Shake the homies with self-esteem problems, give 'em some Jergens
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| Bitch problems weaken the love for the homey seekin' to sub for the homies
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| Tweak and do drugs now no homey he just be lurkin'
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| My best friend’s dead, my heart is a stone
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| My soul ain’t even mine to own, they say it’s a loan
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| And I feel sorry for any nigga that diss me it’s on
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| I’m comin' with pencils pistols and crystals you gone
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| It’s premeditated now nigga
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| Man I done seen the nigga go through some shit
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| Family messin' with him, gangbangin', man
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| Get his drink on, for a long time
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| Trippin', gettin' on motorcycles man, and standin' on 'em
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| Losin' and fallin', scandalous-ass baby momma
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| Lettin' homies, so-called homies fuck
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| Tryin' to make my nigga look bad
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| Then they end up in Atlanta, got hit with some hot ones
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| That’s what they get, keep on pushin' Quik |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Intro For Roger , by - DJ Quik. Song from the album Greatest Hits: Live At The House Of Blues, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп