| Speedin' down the road hoggin' all of the highway
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| Breakin' all of the rules, homie we’ll do it my way
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| Throwin' up your set and where you from
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| Cause we ain’t never really give a fuck about no one
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| I tell 'em I know these are a dangerous emotion
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| They hopin' I’m blowin' like they helped me get to places I’ve been goin'
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| Got a chip up on my shoulder, I’m holdin' all of them accountable
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| When you at the bottom ain’t nobody hangin' round but you
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| It’s a croc, they say they give you a lot
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| But then they gon' get it twisted they sippin' on they Siroc
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| But if Diddy did to Biggie what Diddy did to the Lox
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| When Diddy was sittin' pretty while Biggie was in a box, boy
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| Y’all frontin', you stupid and y’all stuntin'
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| You fuckers ain’t killin' nothin'
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| You’re broke and funerals cost money
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| Jaws runnin', I love it when I get mentioned
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| I’m an asshole
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| Stupid, I love it when there’s tension
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| I thrive in it
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| She begged me to let it drive her
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| A drunk ass, blowin' on it like a breathalyzer
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| I had to get it, you mad that I’m apathetic
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| Baby, I ain’t feelin' nothin', my life is an anesthetic
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| Speedin' down the road hoggin' all of the highway
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| Breakin' all of the rules, homie we’ll do it my way
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| Throwin' up your set and where you from
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| Cause we ain’t never really give a fuck about no one
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| My phone ringin' and then I’m hittin' ignore
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| You talk slick that’s when I’m hittin' the floor
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| The short chick, you bet I’m hittin' it raw
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| And in a minute I finish with it I’m gonna hit it some more
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| I’m borrowin' and returnin' tomorrow then
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| I be switchin' 'em like they politicians in Parliament
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| Trippin' until they twitchin', they sippin' and swallowin' gin
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| But I keep a pussy wet enough to drown my sorrows in
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| I’m followed by that black cloud so long
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| That I took the silver lining and pawned it, now I’m off it
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| It wasn’t long ago, they were actin' like they beyond it
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| Now they sleepin' on you, but all they favors exhausted
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| I lost women a lot of you would have paid to met
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| Fightin' when we fuckin' and I touch 'em it’s make up sex
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| Ain’t no breakin' bread, I ain’t leavin' crumbs
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| That’s if you hungry and numb, then I ain’t givin' a FUCK
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| Speedin' down the road hoggin' all of the highway
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| Breakin' all of the rules, homie we gon' do it my way
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| Throwin' up your set and where you from
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| Cause we ain’t never really give a fuck about no one |