| NTG, nigga
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| We still shutting shit down, nigga
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| We run the motherfucking G
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| The whole of Indiana get that
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| Yeah, it’s the one and only Finger Roll
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| Y’all know who holding that shit down in the G, in the city
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| For you monkey-ass niggas who don’t know
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| Freddie Gibbs, let these motherfuckers know what time it is
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| (I'm the man in — I’m the, I’m the)
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| Gibbs, ho (I'm the man in my city)
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| And you niggas know (I'm the man in — I’m the, I’m the)
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| That I’m out the east side of that G.I. |
| (I'm the man in my city)
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| We don’t die, we just multiply
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| Keep a full clip in my .45
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| I’m that dude, and I’m that guy (I'm the man in my city)
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| You niggas know (I'm the man in — I’m the, I’m the)
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| Hey bitches, Gibbs, ho (I'm the man in my city)
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| And you niggas know (I'm the man in — I’m the, I’m the)
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| That I’m out the east side of that G.I. |
| (I'm the man in my city)
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| We don’t die, we just multiply
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| Keep a full clip in my .45
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| I’m that dude, and I’m that guy (I'm the man in my city)
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| Haters say my swagger be rubbing niggas the wrong way
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| I don’t give a damn what the radio say, cause my records they gon' play
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| Off in the streets, and my niggas with the beat, got me banging up broadway
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| Go against me, roll a blunt, pack a lunch, cause you in for a long day (Okay)
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| Since the age of 19, I been crushing niggas' rap dreams
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| Roll took me under his wing, I crushed the Gary rap scene
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| Fresh off and I took shit major
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| Show you niggas how to get that paper
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| Who the fuck being broke with a whole lot of friends?
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| You the man, if you got them haters
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| You can flow, but you ain’t no gangster
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| Talk about it but you ain’t gonna bust shit
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| Y’all niggas know me, FG
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| In the booth or the street man I can’t be fucked with
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| And a nigga gotta earn my plate
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| Cook real slow, never burn my cake
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| Jack that nigga if he’s herd that weight
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| Put you on the floor, t-shirt your face
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| All about the money and I just can’t wait
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| To make it to the top, I’mma take my place
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| With or without the deal, I’ve still got kill on deck so I’m gonna be straight
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| A nigga ‘bout to take what’s owed to me
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| Lock shit down like it’s supposed to be
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| Killing who ever opposes me
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| You niggas ain’t nothing but hoes to me
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| (Bitch, what it do)
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| I’m the man in my city, I get land in my city
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| I be the one that the bitches be on and niggas can’t stand in my city (Nigga)
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| And part of the reason for that is most of these niggas be trying to rap
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| They hating on me cause they wack
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| Say what you want, cause I’m fine with that
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| Run up on me, and that iron’ll clap
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| Ghetto, cause I was designed for that
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| Raised in the G, so the R.E.S.P.E.C.T., I’m down for that
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| Don’t know what you doing for yours
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| Freddie ain’t stunting and fronting for whores
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| Until I go sit with the Lord
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| I’mma be living the shit I record
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| I’mma be living the shit that I spin
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| I go to work when I get on these beats
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| We don’t do the footwork, y’all niggas get hurt
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| Stomped in the club, nigga, watch my feet
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| Better yet, nigga, watch your bitch
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| Cause any minute, she gonna watch this dick
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| Straight nuts in her face, I’mma put it on tape
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| Motherfucker, you can watch this shit
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| And she gonna let my nigga Rock go on and hit
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| And she gonna let my nigga Jay buss her down
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| Big wheel ain’t gon let the bitch hit the kill
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| We gonna send her straight back to your town
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| That’s how a nigga do his thang up in the G
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| Ain’t really worried about the nigga you claim to be
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| If you ain’t talking about the IN, then, then it really don’t pertain to me
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| You know it’s… |