| I was sittin' in the crib with a hand full of racks, and a heart full of pain,
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| yeah
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| Funny thing is, I really did it, think all hoes the same
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| Then I saw your face, and I heard your name, name
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| Had to make you my bae, put that on the gang, gang
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| The groupie hoes don’t phase me, tryna give out that lame brain
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| It don’t amaze me, your heart I contain, 'tain
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| Take her to safety (Yeah)
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| You’re my getaway so you can’t get away, ayy
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| For you, I go hard, hard (For you, I go hard, hard)
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| Just don’t break my heart, heart (Just don’t break my heart, heart)
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| I been on the drugs hard, hard (I been on the drugs hard, hard)
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| Smokin' on dope like a rasta (Smokin' on dope like a rasta, tat, tat)
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| Try to take you from me that choppa go grrah, grrah (It go grrah, grrah)
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| It go grrah, grrah (It go grrah, grrah)
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| Try to take you from me it’ll go grrah, grrah (Try to take you from me it’ll go
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| grrah, grrah)
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| It go grrah, grrah (Go, grrah, grahh, go)
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| For you, I go hard
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| Just don’t break my heart
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| I been on the drugs hard
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| Yeah, smokin' hard |