| Where you at? |
| where you from?
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| What you doing over here motherfucker?
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| Whatchu think? |
| what you bang?
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| This ain’t your motherfuckin gang
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| Now I ain’t never been no gangsta
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| But I know niggas know niggas from the darkside
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| There’s some cold killas cold niggas
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| My nigga used to roll with us roll with us
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| Married to the more money more women
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| Now I ain’t ever been the one to pull a gun on you
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| But you know who got 'em
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| No I never sell no drugs homie but I know who got 'em
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| And I never had no fucking bullets in me but I know who got 'em
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| If you die tonight, you die tonight
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| Momma might cry to night if she find you high off the dynamite
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| But to you is just another Friday night
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| Got a nigga for the car tonight
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| With the bible right beside that pile of white
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| That’s what this life is like
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| (Now do you love your life?)
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| Now please don’t give me a reason
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| Cause I know you wanna keep breathing, this evening
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| I’ve been killing the game for seasons, believe him
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| That I’m the motherfucking one to breed them and lead 'em
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| In a league my own, you ain’t even made it up to my throne
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| You ain’t even authorised for this song
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| Might be best for you to get gone
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| Best be careful about your tone
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| That shit can hit me wrong in this song
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| I have tried my best to be calm
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| Please don’t make me grab that phone
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| Now who you know who came this fucking far
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| From the fucking bottom?
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| 30 years in this bitch and I’m still here
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| Decade after decade
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| And evidently I must be doing something right
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| Word to my nigga Eazy
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| Eazy-E CPT OG from the other side (Eazy)
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| From the other side (Eazy)
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| It’s easy to say you need me
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| When you got everything you want
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| But It’s hard for me to believe it
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| You’ll find out when I’m gone
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| I went from hanging out down at the swap meet
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| To driving some of the hottest cars LA has ever seen
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| People been telling me I’ve grown into some kind of monster
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| But they don’t know me though I’ve been this way since 17
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| Tryna get finances poppin', man I thought that was the object
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| To some of my niggas lost they life and then that goes the team
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| My only dream was holding us down like fuck who tryna stop us
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| You could get the middle finger or the reddest beam
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| It’s your choice, I took this industry by storm young and black
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| Killing them softly, don’t ever call me fortunate
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| You don’t know what it cost me
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| So anybody complaining about they circumstances lost me homie
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| We ain’t even talking fuck that energy, fuck up off me
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| It’s easy to say you need me
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| When you got everything you want
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| But It’s hard for me to believe it
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| You’ll find out when I’m gone
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| You look at my lifestyle, I’m living my life now
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| I’m dealing with diligent Benjamin
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| How come my attitude piped down?
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| I’m fuckin' with Ice now
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| I’m fucking with shit you can only get on an oversea flight now
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| You scare of my heist now
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| But still I got enemies giving me energy I wanna fight now
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| Subliminally sent to me all of this hate
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| I thought I was holding the mic down
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| I thought I was holding my city up
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| I thought I was good in the media
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| You think I’m too hood in my video?
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| But really no clue you idiot
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| I just can’t help myself
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| Even when that record spin
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| Every now and then you hang yourself
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| Cause I got the Beem in gold, with a million sold
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| Like 19 more, from a dollar fit
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| But without all the diamonds though
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| To you I’m just another nigga
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| It’s easy to say you need me
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| When you got everything you want
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| But It’s hard for me to believe it
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| You’ll find out when I’m gone |