| I was sittin at the television feelin’disturbed
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| Hey yo, I just got the word, off Tigram and 83rd
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| Some cat that got clapped, (gangster rapper?)
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| Perhaps, But I was lookin at the face of one particular cat
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| Now I done seen him before, (Can you remember where at?)
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| Well it was either at the liquor store or laundry mat
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| Or at a party and shit, ?or drive through of a quickie split?
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| But the fellas her ran wit, they no longer ex-- (yo, dude peep this)
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| (Akil)
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| Yo I know dude, I been knowin him all my life
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| Ever since I was young I used to see him shootin’dice
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| On occasion i would see him once or twice
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| With all types, many different walks of life
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| He tried to keep in touch, but i knew what was up Every time he came around and showed his face I ducked
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| In the mid-eighties, the nigga went crazy
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| He had alot of ladies selling they babies, the nigga was shady
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| But he had alot of friends that he would visit on the weekends
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| Thrill seekin, influenced by his teachings
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| My daddy knew him, yo, he met him at a hotel
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| My homeboy Johnny, kicked it with him in a jail cell
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| Alot of people met him with a female
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| Doing real well, connected with the drug sales
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| The rich and the poor, for better or worse
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| The last and the first, walked the earth, but can’t avoid his turf
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| And it hurts my brain, he’s drivin me insane
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| It’s a shame I can’t remember his name
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| I think 2na know dude, Soup, i aint tryin ta be dude
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| But my wife just cooked, im bout to grab up some food
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| (Zaakir)
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| Aiight peace, 2na said he probably runnin the streets
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| I’m about to give these young brothas a beep
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| (ring ring)
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| (2na)
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| Yo! |
| asalaam ulakum
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| (Zaakir)
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| Yo, ulakum asalaam
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| (2na)
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| Heyyo, what’s up on 83rd man?
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| (Zaakir)
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| Man, the fuedin is on Hey, the reason why i called, that was the cat from my building
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| You seen him?
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| (2na)
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| Yeah we met that brother out in pasadena
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| Remember seven, (?boomoringo?)
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| No my mistake, we were right between fair oaks and lake
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| Tryin to take us a lunch break
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| (Marc7even)
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| And cop us a sess sack!
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| (2na)
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| But had to drive right past the place where they rest at
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| (7even)
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| We drove in a hactchback
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| (2na)
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| Corolla, these cats pack pistolas, the cadillac they drove
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| (7even)
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| It was brown and black
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| (2na)
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| Patrollin the hood, lookin for trouble
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| Saw us purchasin trees
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| Lurkin with speed, pulled the strap, and was hurtin to squeeze
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| (7even)
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| You? |
| jerk? |
| and you bleed
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| (2na)
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| Threw it in reverse and we fleed
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| (7even)
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| Or should we say fled?
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| (2na)
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| They wanted to make us more than play dead, flashin his heat
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| (7even)
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| Two cars are movin fast on the street
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| (2na)
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| That’s when I peeped, that dude was in his back passanger seat
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| (yo that shit was deep) Still I can’t remember his name.
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| (Zaakir)
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| Oh man, where have I seen this brother before, man
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| Seem like everybody I know know dude, but cant nobody remember his damn name
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| man
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| the same with everybody from ShawnyMac, YawYaw, my brother Mohamad
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| Its like you cant *cant avoid his turf*
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| Oh, hey, you know what, now I know who homie is man, his name is |