| One time for Benny
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| Nigga been down since day one
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| Real nigga in this bitch
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| Rest in peace, Stew, a.k.a. Twin Glocks
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| There’s a lot of young niggas runnin' around here
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| Calling their selves bosses
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| But
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| I could have been a lawyer or a doctor
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| I said fuck that, I need mula, I’m a robber
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| You ain’t gon' be sure what you grow up, you a liar
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| I’m on fire, I’m on fire
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| All a nigga know is this the street shit
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| Fuck my teacher, she a ho, she ain’t teach me shit
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| She told me, boy you know you ain’t gon' be shit
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| I linked up with the plug, and he threw me bricks
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| I’m a dope boy, you a broke boy
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| You be rapping bout this life shit ain’t no joke, boy
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| If you disrespect my team then you get smoked, boy
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| See, it ain’t 'bout who you is, it’s who you know, boy
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| If the feds come and get you what you gon' do?
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| You gon' let em take you down, or take your whole crew
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| Wit you, is you gon' stay true?
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| Cause that’s what real niggas do
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| Ooh!
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| I could have went to Howard but I am a trapper
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| I didn’t go to Howard till I became a rapper
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| They tell me that my papa who I take after
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| A nigga killed my papa, so I was a bastard
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| My mama couldn’t understand what gotten into me
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| Dropped out of school just to sell cocaine and weed
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| I got my GED in the Penitentiary
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| I keep some legs a me like a fucking centipede
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| I rob you for your phone or your foams
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| I’m wrong
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| Smoking on that strong, but my mind gone
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| I’m so dope, sipping dope outta Styrofoam
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| I want that gas that see a ghost
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| Bitch be gone |