| Yeah
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| Nigga you so tough
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| Tough until your heartbeat stop
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| The tre pound pop, your arteries shot
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| You bleed into shock, get in the pine box
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| Damn you’s a hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| Tough until your punk ass hit
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| The four-fifth kick, the Heckler spit
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| You in deep shit, oh now your ass sick
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| You supposed to be hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| Bury all your hatin', 'cause hatred will bury ya
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| Learn not to talk tough talk through your cellular
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| Fucked then beef, the president and senator
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| There is no peace, you’re the prey or the predator
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| While you plottin' on me, I’m 10 steps ahead of ya
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| Black 40 caliber I put a infrared on ya
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| Nigga I’m special, you mad 'cause ya regular
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| Man I don’t want your bitch, I damn near remember her
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| Refresh my memory, oh yeah I slept with her
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| No wonder she ain’t mention you when I met with her
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| Mind on my cheddar, they’ll remember me forever
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| The groundwork I put in made my lifestyle better. |
| and better
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| I like the fuckin' street, bright in the phantom lights
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| Montana light, two women, in my hand is ice (woo!)
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| They ran a plane twice
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| But I don’t forget where I come from
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| Dumb dumb, nigga every night
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| Yeah
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| Nigga you so tough
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| Tough until your heartbeat stop
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| The tre pound pop, your arteries shot
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| You bleed into shock, get in the pine box
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| Damn you’s a hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| Tough until your punk ass hit
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| The four-fifth kick, the Heckler spit
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| You in deep shit, oh now your ass sick
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| You supposed to be hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| For that china white I lay a nigga mama down
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| We can shoot it out like Frank White did in Chinatown
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| You know I got that hard white, you know I got that tan n brown
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| Automatic tre pound leave a nigga man down
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| Murder murder, homicide, real right niggas ride
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| Gangstas they never hide, thank God I’m still alive
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| My pocket look like there’s cracks on me
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| My waist look like I got the MAC on me
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| These hoes on my dick, I got that ass on me
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| You an RN, regular nigga that rap homie
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| I’m crack homie, I’m dope money
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| I wake up and wipe my ass with coke money
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| Seat back, Maybach, my shit two tone
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| Nigga run up on that, you’re ass is tombstone
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| I’m hood like a group home, ghetto like a payphone
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| Jake the snake, I’m low in the hood from 'em
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| Yeah
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| Nigga you so tough
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| Tough until your heartbeat stop
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| The tre pound pop, your arteries shot
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| You bleed into shock, get in the pine box
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| Damn you’s a hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| Tough until your punk ass hit
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| The four-fifth kick, the Heckler spit
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| You in deep shit, oh now your ass sick
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| You supposed to be hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough
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| Yeah I got a knife for a tough nigga, 9 for a hard nigga
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| Don’t make me empty the chamber
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| Even if I’m locked in the cell-block, they fallin' the shell shock
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| When I open your head with the banger
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| I cause a riot in the yard, make a mess in the mess hall
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| I got just blew trial and I ain’t got nothin' left
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| What’s today’s mathematics? |
| Shit ain’t addin' up
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| Get knocked with 10 machine guns, only get 12 months
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| Ooooh weee, don’t talk to me; |
| you talk to him; |
| you talkin' to them
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| I got the best lawyers money can buy
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| They said they would’ve got me 10, or maybe 9
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| I said, «How do you explain how homie breeze?»
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| They said keep ya mouth shut or you eat the cheese
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| Yeah
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| Nigga you so tough
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| Tough until your heartbeat stop
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| The tre pound pop, your arteries shot
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| You bleed into shock, get in the pine box
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| Damn you’s a hard motherfucker
|
| You’re so tough
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| Tough until your punk ass hit
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| The four-fifth kick, the Heckler spit
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| You in deep shit, oh now your ass sick
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| You supposed to be hard motherfucker
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| You’re so tough |