| Maybe you can find a nigga like this
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| They ain’t getting money like this
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| Cause they ain’t getting weapons like this
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| Maybe you can find a nigga like this
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| Shawty said I’m outta pocket, baby stop it, I’m on another profit
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| Why I told you, «Don't get too attached to me»
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| But I told you how I’m rockin' I got to keep me a rocket
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| I’m from Stockon on the south side of streets
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| Ayy, don’t you worry 'bout a problem cause I’m good at keeping secrets,
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| matter of fact everything I do discreet
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| And I could always keep a promise, but I ain’t always honest
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| But for reasons, I can only keep to me
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| That just the sound of my Glock when a nigga sendin' shots
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| So you know I got to keep it on me
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| And I got a couple niggas on their block sendin' shots at your top
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| Put you on a white tee
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| Cause momma I’m a thug
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| Yes, I just struck some luck
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| Cause where a nigga from it usually gets you stuck
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| I got bands in the cut, got the pole in the tuck
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| I’ma crip not a blood, still yelling, «free my thugs»
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| Know you been lookin' for a minute, like it’s missing |
| Pay attention and you listen
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| Maybe you could find a nigga like this
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| Give a fuck about them bitches and them niggas
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| Let 'em mention it’s ridiculous
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| They ain’t getting money like this
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| And we got 'em pencils with the switches that be flipping niggas edges
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| Cause they ain’t getting weapons like this
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| Know you been lookin' for a minute, like it’s missing
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| Pay attention and you listen
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| Maybe you could find a nigga like this
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| Momma askin' if I’m living right
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| I told her «I can’t live without a pipe»
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| Sticks and stones can break your bones but shells will take your life
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| I’m not the type to fight against an army with just sticks and knives
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| Can’t pick the fights
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| Lord protect me from this way of life
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| Red lights, check your mirrors, don’t get piped here
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| I’m from a place you might forget how your heart feel
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| Ain’t flippin' packs, I flipped a load and made him cartwheel
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| 8 block, and I seen it all start here
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| Voices in my head
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| Who I agree on?
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| If God don’t answer back, who I believe on?
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| Rather do the squeezing than for me to get squeezed on |
| All you niggas peons
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| Name a nigga who put me on
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| This shit is crazy
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| Unpredictable
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| Never know when you gon' have to kill an individual
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| Wise man told me it’s all about residual
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| Once you getting out, eventually this shit will get to you
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| Know you been lookin' for a minute, like it’s missing
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| Pay attention and you listen
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| Maybe you could find a nigga like this
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| Give a fuck about them bitches and them niggas
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| Let 'em mention it’s ridiculous
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| They ain’t getting money like this
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| And we got 'em pencils with the switches that be flipping niggas edges
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| Cause they ain’t getting weapons like this
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| Know you been lookin' for a minute, like it’s missing
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| Pay attention and you listen
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| Maybe you could find a nigga like this |