| Yo, Your image deceives what your people perceive
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| Some people believe what the media feeds, TV MCs
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| That try to bark hollow… pretend to be harsh fellows
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| But be yellow and softer than marshmallows
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| Homo I’ma hurt ya feelings
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| Name brand talkers… pretty ass earrings
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| Where are all your women I ain’t seen you with one
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| The only bitch that ever loved you gotta call you her son
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| Yeah, you that nigga… choch ass nigga
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| No heart… won't even approach us nigga
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| So you be humble man… stay in your place
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| We them niggas that rumble and get in your face
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| Concerned with lookin’cute…nails done, eyes plucked
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| Homie, what the fuck… I mean really whassup
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| Help a brother understand
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| How self-admiration takes the soul of a man
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| Damn, vain ass, plain ass, nothing ass niggas
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| Get your punk ass out the goddamn mirror
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Real niggas do real things and that’s a fact
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| Are you in with the heart or are you in it for the funds
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| Uh Mr. Know-It-All, flossy floss, all talk
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| Head Mr. A&R …we ain’t hard, who the fuck said we was?
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| You never heard us holla… Crip or Blood or I’m a thug
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| You one of them niggas!
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| You wanna rhyme like that?
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| You won’t get signed like that
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| Ya’ll need the R&B track
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| Or call some sister sluts
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| Tell them… back that thang up
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| 'Cause only real niggas spit game that much
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Right off the bat… what you speak is contrived
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| Its like you’re cloaked in a Pinocchio vibe
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| And when you lie… you play with the dream
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| You make it decay at the seams
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| You can fix it… if you say what you mean
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Pick and choose who you beef with
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| Leap froggy, Show me how real you keep it And know that you pussy all underneath it Now it’s time for the 5 to expose your secret
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Shake up… foo's be faker than make up… HA!
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| Are you in with the heart or are you in it for the funds
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Knock this pretty boy kaz on they ass… each time we drop… kid
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| Oh you one of them niggas!
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| No time for idle chattin'…folks say what’s happening
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| ‘Til we go platinum… house in the H&tons
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| Bank account large… give sha-tan my cold regards
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| There’s a killer at large… and he murders his team?
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| 'Cause he strips black teens of all their dreams
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Yeah what you trying to prove
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| Keep it gangsta where I’m from… means the G’s move
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| Now everybody wanna pop that shit
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| Walk like a Crip… what part of the game is this?
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| Don’t get caught up the twist of some gang bang shit
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| But then you probably would… fascinated with the hood
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| You one of them niggas!
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| Man… enough is enough… I know that you’re ghetto
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| But thinkin’you tough… your possie is deep
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| And when you speak it’s fuck the police
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| Am I to believe… is that the way you really would be If only we see… what there is no cameras allowed
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| And your bodyguard didn’t have to hold your hand through the crowd
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| You one of them niggas! |