| Aye E, aye E, check this out man
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| You, you, you really need to let these niggas
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| You know, I mean, what, what really went down
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| You know I mean, with all this shit junked off nigga
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| This yo' nigga Paperboy nigga, you know, know
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| Come on nigga it’s me nigga
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| Don’t hold shit back, let 'em mothafuckas know
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| It’s 95 and shit won’t stop (Won't stop!)
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| No justice, no peace, so mothafuck 'em cops (Fuck 'em cops!)
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| Fuckin' with niggas for no God damn reason
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| So the 187 on all pigs all season
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| You ain’t no mothafuckin' role book cop
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| I got bullets that your mothafuckin' chest won’t stop (Won't stop!)
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| So check me if you mothafuckin' can
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| I said fuck the police in '89
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| Did ya' understand?
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| And shit ain’t changed, shit still the same
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| Blowin' out brains
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| Whipped set identified or I’ll be slaved
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| Livin' in the case, 3 strikes and I’m out
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| Shit y’all could say
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| Now I’m offering the Liquor store
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| Mothafuckas layin' on it on the mothafuckin' flow
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| Fuck it, add 2 more!
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| (Aye cray, aye E, let these niggas down man
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| Aye cray, aye E, let these niggas down man
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| To know what time it is!
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| These niggas don’t wanna picture me
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| The 50 birds, the half mill, the hotel got the flew
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| That’s where they sick of me niggas
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| Don’t want to pick of me
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| Watch out for deliver
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| These haters, they can’t owe me
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| Don’t wanna know me
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| They like for, for freedom
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| Pick it up
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| Watch these stacks slowly
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| In the house underground
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| And live like Stevie Wonder now nigga
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| I want that cash that they don’t see
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| Forever bar, fuck yo' bitch leave my worry
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| She poppin' out cause she want me, nigga
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| Just hold on bit, I’ll take it up
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| I got enough cash
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| (Still fuck 'em)
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| These niggas wanna G like me, nigga
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| Ain’t be a G like me, but
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| (Still fuck 'em)
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| These niggas wanna throw like me
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| Or the G who rules the world like me, but
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| (Still fuck 'em)
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| These niggas wanna floss like mine
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| They want roll it that it costs like mine, but
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| (Still fuck 'em)
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| These niggas wanna blow my trees
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| Drop the rag on the rollin' like Eaz, but nigga
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| (Still fuck 'em) |