| Every day of my life
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| And I put that on my stripes
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| Until the day that I die
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| Can I—
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| I keep it G, like khakis with a crease in 'em
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| Creepin' through these streets like tight shoes with your feet in 'em
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| It’s the mister-mental-case from way back
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| All this fake goin' on, in my days, we didn’t play that
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| But these dudes is brand new, like a Maybach
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| But I can see through you clearer then a needle in a haystack
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| I’m not the one to hold my tongue, I’ma speak on it
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| And send the words to the streets, put a cease on it
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| If real not in you, don’t pretend it is
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| 'Cause your character remindin' me of Gilligan’s
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| If you been on the front line, you can’t accept that
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| So, when you see a General, salute and step back
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| You either all the way in or you all out
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| With every last breath homie untill you fall out
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| I mean it from the heart, like a body in the grave
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| Buried at its young age, never seen its old days
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| I keep it G
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it, I keep it
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| Keep it, keep it
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| I keep it G (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| Wait a minute, keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die)
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it, I keep it
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| Keep it, keep it
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| I keep it G (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| When I’m runnin', keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die)
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| I’m from the place you ain’t got a gun, better get you one
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| 'Fore these ratchets come in threes, you better pick you one
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| I’m from the same block that Uncle Cizzle from
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| Live it up, steady takin' chances for our little ones
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| Really do our thing on this corner (On the corner)
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| Nowadays ain’t been the same on this corner (No, no)
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| Lives lost, many slain on this corner (Yea)
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| Pray to God, every make away from this corner, look (What?)
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| Took to many Ls, it’s only wins here (Only wins here)
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| Don’t speak about the hood if you ain’t been here (Don't do it)
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| Westside of the city, we get it in here
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| Run your mouth and watch you disappear within there (Hey)
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| Yea, I’m really next takin' over (What?)
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| 'Member days used to let the stress take me over (Take me over)
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| Now we headed to the bank with a foreign whip with a full tank
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| Look
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it, I keep it, keep it, keep it
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| I keep it G (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| Wait a minute, keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die)
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it G
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| I keep it, I keep it G
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| I keep it G, yea (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| I keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die)
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| A-a-a-all my life, I been on the block takin' chances
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| Shortenin' my days like full-blown cancer
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| Used to love the hood so much more than my family
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| To the point to where my wife wasn’t understandin' me
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| I was out there tryin' to get it to make our lives better
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| When I got shot a couple times, made they eyes wetter
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| Couldn’t nobody tell me nothin', I was going hard
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| Mind wide open, like a torn scar
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| No regrets, 'cause my past made me who I am
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| More dirt in the streets than a computer scam
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| Now, I’m livin' the life, pushin' foreign whips
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| Takin' trips around the world when they send the chips
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| To my nephew, AD, do your thing, dog
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| Stay elevatin' in the game, like a air hog
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| My family first, I’m still the same ol' me
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| Don’t believe me, come and see
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| 'Cause you know I keep it G
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it, I keep it, keep it, keep it
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| I keep it G (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| Wait a minute, keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die)
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| I keep it—
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| I keep it G
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| I keep it, I keep it G
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| I keep it G, yea (Every day of my life, and I put that on my stripes)
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| I keep it G, yea ('Til the day that I die) |