| Woke Up With 50 Enemies
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| Plottin' My Death
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| May Be Out Of My Hand
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| A Warrant For My Arrest
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| They Say I’m Bad News Ese
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| Gave My Life To A Gang
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| Homie A Mad Man Ese
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| Cause I’m Sick To The Brain
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| Snitches Rat
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| Ese You Know That I’m A Stay Gat’d back
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| How Quick? |
| On The Block
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| Like I’m A Villain In Black
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| They Smoking Crack
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| They Thinking I’m Ever Come Back
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| I Got My Shit Packed Up
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| I’m Trying To Cover My Tracks
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| Tatted Back Bald Headed
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| Only Description They Gave Me
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| You Know My Name Its Big Stomps
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| New Pick Notorious Gang
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| The Bang Bang Brains Hangin'
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| Snitches Ratting & Raving
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| Claiming I’m The Only Muthafucka
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| Man I’m Homicide Claimin' Your Lady
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| Man Its Probably True
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| Ese You Know How We Do
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| I Keep It True
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| So Muthafuckas Know Not To Fuck With My Crew
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| And You Can Hate Me
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| But You Can’t Blame Me
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| For Making Em Drop
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| Trying To Talk About No Beef
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| Fuck The DEA & The Cops
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| D.E.A. |
| Trying To Cuff Me Up
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| But I Won’t Cop A Plea
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| I’m Looking At Time On Lock
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| Trying To Pin That Case On Me
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| Muthafuckas Trying To Lock Me Down
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| But They Ain’t Got Shit On Me
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| I’m Looking At Time On Lock
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| If They Pin That Case On Me
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| Now I’m Wanted For A Murder
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| That I Had To Commit
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| Yeah I Went To Jail
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| But That Wasn’t Shit
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| She Got To The Station
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| By A Quarter To Nine
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| Know & Behold
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| And Come To Find Out
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| The Bitch Was Dropping A Dime
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| It Blew My Mind
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| She Set Me Up
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| I Watched It Play It Off Cool
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| What Could I Do But Keep It New
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| Lay Back & Crease Up My Blues
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| I Should’ve Knew
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| I Guess Its True
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| Trust Is The Number One Rule
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| And Fool Who Can You Trust
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| Look At The Evil Men Do
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| Too Many Snakes
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| Its Hard To Shake Em
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| Man They Plottin' & Schemein'
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| I Pray For Em Before I Kill Em
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| And The Demons Are Screaming
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| Man, I’m Locked Down Now
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| Looking At Life
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| Three Strike And You’re out
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| At Night I Sleep With My Knife
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| That’s What Its Like
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| I Had To Shoot The Homie A Kite
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| The Homies Always Had My Back
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| Back In The Day We Were Tight
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| And Find These Fucked Up Cases
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| I Know I’m Fucked In The End
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| I Hear These Voices In My Head
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| Man I Just Wish I Was Dead |