| All this time I been, strategizing my uprising
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| When you motherfuckers thought I fell off, but I’m still ridin
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| Niggas must’ve forgotten who got the gangsta shit poppin
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| N.W.A, Too Short, Spice 1, And 2Pac
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| And fuck you niggas rappin wack shit, you dodgin the game
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| I keep two little twin Glocks, bring you the pain
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| We can bust wit these pistols or throw up from the shoulders
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| Cause you mark-ass niggas can’t fuck wit old school soldiers
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| Back in the day in 80 tre, young niggas was slangin bolders
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| And spot and spit gangsta rhythms and poetry colder
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| Then the average motherfucker, man you niggas is suckas
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| Kissin the record company ass when all they gon do is fuck us
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| Givin up ya points and publishing, man don’t act like no bitch
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| Nigga, It’s art and you the artist, be down for ya shit
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| Nigga, It’s hard, gut you the hardest, be down for ya name
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| Cause it’s a mo-motherfuckin cu-cu-cutthroat game
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| I’m standin in the path of a hurricane
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| Livin on the edge of a razor, man
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| I’m tryin to keep it crackin, But it ain’t the same
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| Cause the game so cutthroat, Cutthroat
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| Excuse me lil nigga, what the fuck did you say?
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| I been platinum since 91 from Japan to the East Bay
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| Fuck what he say or she say
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| I got ridahs from susanville to niggas up in chino pressin replay
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| Gangsta walker, professional shit talker
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| Spendin rap money from 89, Call me the time baller
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| This ghetto baller wasn’t puttin hands on you solos
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| Fuck you up on the mic and put slugs through ya car, Though
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| First, you dumb motherfucker, then you the motherfucker
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| Then you some motherfucker, again fuck all you suckas
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| My first album went gold wit nobody but me on it
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| One of the first gangsta rappers wit a plaque rollin weed on it
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| Glocks and pistols on the album cover
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| Pointin heat in my videos, callin my enemies suckas
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| I was 16 wit hustler’s dreams
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| From bein a ballin-ass rapper, Take some cream
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| I ain’t sayin you smoke crack, But you actin kinda crackish
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| If you ain’t knowin bout Bossalini that gangsta mackish
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| Fuck the taliban nigga, it was the caliban
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| Then cali got scared of the gangsta shit we was sayin
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| Doin and livin, breathing, eatin, and shittin
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| Ebonic spittin, niggas dumber than fo spittin
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| West coast thug shit to the fullest, it’s automatic
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| If it’s drama, then we comin 3 deep, that’s how we at it
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| I ain’t sayin you smoke crack, but you actin kinda crackish
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| If you ain’t knowin bout bossalini that gangsta mackish
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| I’m still gettin fan mail from switzerland spain
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| And I’m bout to drop some more thug shit in the game
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| Remember record company rule #4080?
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| Watch ya back cause motherfuckers is shady
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| By the way, don’t let these industry motherfuckers get up in ya brain
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| Cause it’s a mo-motherfuckin cu-cutthroat game |