| Ever since a youngin
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| I knew I’d be the man
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| Jumped off the porch I start hustlin
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| Made my way to them bands
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| Yeah I turned nothing to something
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| Cuz I stuck to the plan
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| I got my fam out that jam
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| Thats how I became the man
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man
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| Yes I am
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| I was gang
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| Bangin like a judge
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| Bitch I was the plug
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| Movin drugs, holdin like a grudge
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| Thumbin like a smudge
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| Used to count, money on the couch
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| Fish scale like a trout
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| Hit the road, If we saw a drought
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| Odell with the route
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| Half a zip to a pound
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| Yes I was pushin them packs
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| Like chicken pox I got scratch
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| Used to get cheese out the trap
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| Now I get paid for these tracks
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| Put FGE on my back
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| My gucci bag filled with racks
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| Armed with that steel like im Jax
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| And If its jail that you talk
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| My 40 blow like a sax
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| Just blew a bag up in Saks
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| Yo main bitch want me thats facts
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| You know she will let me cut
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| Because im sharp as an axe
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| Might crack yo chick like she hatched
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| I hope she dont get attached
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| Im talkin way before the buzz honey
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| I was gettin drug money
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| Known for comin round here ballin
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| Breaded like a hush puppy
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| Had hoes sellin drugs for me
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| Some was holding doors for me
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| Diving in them hoes-WOO! |
| Sauce
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| Like im bugs bunny
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| Ever since a youngin
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| I knew I’d be the man
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| Jumped off the porch I start hustlin
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| Made my way to them bands
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| Yeah I turned nothing to something
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| Cuz I stuck to the plan
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| I got my fam out that jam
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| Thats how I became the man
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man
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| Yes I am
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| Always move with a purpose
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| I hustled cuz I had to
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| Sellin dope like its hope
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| While I collect like the pastor
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| I was gettin to the dough no matter what
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| You’d think I pick locks
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| In the liquor store just bought some baggies in some zip locks
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| Trappin everyday til it got hot
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| And then we switched spots
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| Like nino got shit crackin
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| Had em actin like they chris rock
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| Coppin from this rapper
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| Not like 2Pac off of Gridlock’d
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| Fly nigga no hitchcock
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| Twenty on my wrist watch
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| Riding with that big Glock
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| Stunting while the kids watch
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| And they all ran up to me
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| When I pulled up like a pit stop
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| Rap god all my raps is clever
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| And I’m stacking cheddar
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| Told my squad, we should rap together
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| We can’t trap forever
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| Still on fire
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| Sharp as master shredder
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| Thats why cats got jealous
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| If you try
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| You’ll get whacked, get wet up
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| With this black beretta
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| Niggas died and no more moving packs
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| I thank god I’m through with that
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| Had clients running through the trap
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| But now all I do is rap
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| Ever since a youngin
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| I knew I’d be the man
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| Jumped off the porch I start hustlin
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| Made my way to them bands
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| Yeah I turned nothing to something
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| Cuz I stuck to the plan
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| I got my fam out that jam
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| Thats how I became the man
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man yes I am
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got bands in my pants
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| Im the man, Im the man, I got fans in the stands
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| Im the man, Im the man, Im the man
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| Yes I am |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm The Man , by - Montana of 300. Song from the album Don't Doubt The God, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп