| Give it to you straight, no frills
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| What I think might pay the bills
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| Spit on the cam like Makaveli (Fuck y’all)
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| Came home in the 2011
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| Pasadena John calling me relly
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| Ain’t know where none of this shit was headed (I ain’t even know)
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| And a LAC not gon' protect me
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| Bro just crashed, fucked up his Dodge
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| Now he shopping for another Hemi
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| Did the dash, got outta dodge
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| Crashed out grandmama car
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| They got tipped off by a civilian (Yes sir)
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| Yes sir, think I already feel it
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| Sweatshirt, 'cause you know how revenge is best served
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| Cold dish (Pressure cookin' roast)
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| No assist, I’m out here on a mission
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| Triple doublin' offa the strips
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| Get ghost like I need a killer
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| Get ghost like a apparition
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| Home town hold me down like a rock
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| So you know how I gotta skip it (Skip, skip it)
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| So you know just how we living
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| Took it slow, saw what it could give me
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| Hit the road, go a mile a minute
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| Mask on like a supervillain
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| Daniel, who you in the den with? |
| Lion
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| Wasn’t lying when I told
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| Dawg’s on the floor now 'cause I skinned 'em
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| On the 10, east homebound I just broke down with the camera
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| Midtown niggas pimpin' (You know how we get it)
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| Iceberg MAC kinda slim
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| What they couldn’t see sink the ships
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| Capsize mean you’s a flip (We know you)
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| Send a postcard from the depth
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| Bleed the vein 'til nothing left
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| You look drained you should get some rest (Yeah, go get some rest)
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| You look drained you should get some rest |