| Yes I understand I done came a long way
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| From huggin them corners to appearin on TV
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| From choppin up nicks, like this here feeds me To makin 'em hits, like this shit’s easy
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| But it’s not, it’s a whole lot of bullshit involved
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| And truthfully, I’d rather be bullshittin with ya’ll
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| But I gotta chase the donuts, cocoa’s growin
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| And it’s like oh shit, she was just born
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| And now she knowin every song on the radio (radio)
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| If I hear another Bow Wow quotable (*laughing*, oh no)
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| Grown as ever (yeah), school craft for ever (yeah)
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| Recognize real when I stare at ya My niggaz I’m a hold ya down
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| Even when I’m not around, I’m just gone for now
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| I’ll be back in a while (I'll be back in a while)
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| Back in a while, yes (said I’ll be back in a while)
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| Back in a while, yes
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| (Male Voice)
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| My niggaz Koon, and G never forget ya (I will never forget ya)
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| John Doe, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Jo Jo, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| P-Funk, how could I ever forget ya (ever forget ya)
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| Terry T., I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| My man B, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Strafmoore, Obie will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Lauda, how could I ever forget ya (ever forget ya)
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| This is dedicated to my chick friends
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| Never stuck in my dick in friends
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| Just my down ass bitches, you know who you is Like you know how to get a sucker motherfucker’s riches
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| Ya’ll ain’t shit
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| And when I touch back home, nigga find me a bitch
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| With a fat ass, and no I ain’t dyin a trick
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| That’s asinine, I’m on the grind
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| And I’m tryin to get rich
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| All this a mine so ya’ll got some, get your wigs did
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| My ridettes from east to west (yes)
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| North to south, stab a bitch for runnin her mouth (ha)
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| Five rugrats, big gun in the house
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| You run up in you get stretched up out
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| (without a doubt) without a doubt
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| (it's vicious), it’s vicious
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| Oh oh, this go out to all my tataliciouses (woo yeah)
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| Yeah (yeah), that’s what I’m talkin about, uh hum
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| (Male voice)
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| Big homie Creda baby, never forget ya (I will never forget ya)
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| Little Meeko, never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| My sister Zata, never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Nikki, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Nigga Cat, how could I ever forget ya (ever forget ya)
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| Jim Brown, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Young Bratty, how could I ever forget ya (ever forget ya)
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| Keena Johnson, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| And now that the album is sold (uh huh), the story unfolds
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| Cause I’m probably asleep on your living room flo'(sleep)
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| Whether gold or plat, O. Trice always knows to go back (yeah)
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| pass the Carnac (pass that shit), crash the Cadillac
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| Nigga ain’t shit changed (uh), just a lot a change (uh huh)
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| a whole lot a brain (yep, brain), a whole lot a dates (dates)
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| a whole lot a thang (and a whole lot a thangs)
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| But hey I’m from the D, I got a whole lot a game (got a whole lot a game)
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| And I promise, I’m as thorough as you made me Detroit living, I’m in thoroughly with Shady (ohh yeah)
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| I make moves 'til them fools come engrave me They crazy, the pistol was cocked, he won’t play me YEAH!
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| (Male voice)
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| Rest in peace my nigga Lou Green, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Little Randy, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Keith, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Shawn Stringer, I will never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| Little Randy, how could I ever forget ya (ever forget ya)
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| My nigga Shan, never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| All my niggaz that’s gone, never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| I love ya’ll, it’s on never forget ya (never forget ya)
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| (Male voice)
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| Yeah!. |
| yeah
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| Shady baby! |
| haha
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| Detroit motherfuckers
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| (313 baby)
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| That’s right, we in here
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| Know what I mean (never forget ya)
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| I’ve been seein the struggle my nigga (*harmonizing*)
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| I’m rest to go, rest to go, haha (*never forget ya — repeats*)
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| I’m rest to go The color ain’t purple, the color is green
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| And lets get this money
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| Hop-o, haha, yeah
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| Momma, right here |