| Sex, drugs, money fame
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| Dirty game I know it mane
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| Got buddies out the mud who said its love but don’t show it mane
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| So it ain’t, nuff to make the toughest mental go insane
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| Lord bless him in your holy name the boy ain’t slept in 40 days
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| Rain, hail, sleet, snow, even when it’s dark or sunny mane
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| I ain’t have nothing left to lose first time I seen all I could gain
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| So I beat the street just my feet
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| Look how far I came, up from unpopular lame but now I’m a popular name
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| See these niggas ain’t paid he cost
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| We both rap they awful I’m awesome
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| Trap but they pockets went Waldo
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| Proper but lots of my partners
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| Trot with a lil chipper for the oppers
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| We can get shit poppin no problem
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| You can be the star of this opera
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| Phantom a menace a monster
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| Diabolic you should should be cautious
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| High wattage, shocking your chakras
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| I got you knocking your noggin
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| Stoned plus I’m sky like a fox
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| My style got me hot I’m chewbacca
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| Bout to take off like a rocket
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| I don’t see no other options
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| Keep a dope 16 we slang
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| Pour medicine in me drank
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| Candy sweet it keep lil pimpin sippin til he dizzy mane he spinning like a
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| ceiling fan
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| I don’t want to feel a thing
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| I pray lord I oughta be saved a sinner with innocent ways
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| I’m balling bitch I’m jermaine
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| Money ain’t a thizzy thang
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| One too many lessons learned
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| I’m searching for bridges to burn
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| Knocked down I was out I was hurt
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| But you just was not too concerned
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| From no stinking penny to pinch to mint that’s fresh out the reserve
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| Bomb on these bitches until they wave a flag or submerge
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| I’m strapped to the teethe with my words
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| I came prepared for the purge
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| All of my weapons insured
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| You should just turn to a verb
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| All of my soldiers concur
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| They trained to go sit then yessir
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| Imma let you know it’s a cold dirty game
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| Driving so throwed, I done forgot to brake
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| Eyes on the road I can’t make no mistake
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| Don’t break the rules
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| Cause I know how they play
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| It ain’t cause I can’t, I just don’t wanna change
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| Inhaling smoking blowing oh’s out my face
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| You gone, miss your turn if you swerve in my lane
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| I don’t know, I just heard that it burned like a flame
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| Ain’t your mama ever told you not to play with fire
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| Yelling fuck you bitch, fuck you and you too
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| Imma go right down the line
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| Got my story right, vacuum sealed air tight that OJ alibi
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| I’m sleeping with no shame
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| Yeah it’s a dirty game |