| VERSE ONE
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| I’m risky after they frisk me — Tell Cassidy pass me the bisckey,
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| give you shots without a glass for the whiskey, Take an L unless you ashing it
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| with me — you passionate with me, Took cash to the magistrate with me,
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| I’m a mess that you can’t clean, I’m breath taking — Getting choked 'til you
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| can’t scream yeah that’s me
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| Mask on but I can’t ski — I can’t see, Being broke when I know exactly where
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| the cash be — And the coke too, when I approach dudes, Turn to a wrestling
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| coach — show them a yoke move, I roll thru, they mad cause I dogged they lover,
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| Grade school they said uncle without they father’s brother, Wasn’t a problem
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| was ya? |
| My name ring like the bottom buzzer — you just a hustler,
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| Round a thug or two — Edo G without the bug a boo, My piece keeps it peaceful
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| — kind of like a nun will do !
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| HOOK
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| VERSE TWO
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| Became a family man, the street respect me still, Cause I ran up on people like
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| they electric bill, Beef and yokes without the breakfast meal, Until you see a
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| Smith and Wesson — I ain’t talking about Tek n Steele, Knock on ya door with a
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| karate kick, NO workout — stretched more cats than Pilates did, Around rowdy
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| kids and soccer moms, I’m a studio gangster — the booth is every block I’m on,
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| Posted low as Shawn Kemp would be, Wilding out with a cannon but it’s not shot
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| on MTV, My block hard as getting rent from me, So I moved in the cut like
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| bacterial infections be, without ecstasy — grinded on some crime shit,
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| Mind sick, read to die before my prime hit, New ratchet like builder’s Square
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| — kill the stares
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| Got life insurance — come and make my children MILLIONAIRES!
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| HOOK |