| They never love you nigga!
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| It was some niggas from Iron Fist
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| That dissed us on a track
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| And when I called them
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| You woulda thought them niggas do Christian rap
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| Now this is fact
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| Remember Dirty Harry signed you
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| On a dotted line
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| And when he died, you was crying, dude
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| Ya took advantage of his heart
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| Be mindful
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| You walked in this bitch
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| Blindfolded, and now behind closed
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| Doors, what the fuck you cared about we chasing whores?
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| And he’s Proof, established his life and tried to give you yours
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| Y’all niggas ain’t even sork shit, you ain’t here to brother
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| When he talked, when Em were near, it came out the other (the rear)
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| And on tour, y’all was humble as some puppies
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| You didn’t know rap, some hood flunkies that got lucky
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| And all the fuck you ever was good fo' was hitting hoes
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| That’s the winner’s attention, it wasn’t genuine known
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| One of you niggas hated on Dolo, you bastard fuck!
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| The other tried to sue Proof, they wouldn’t give his masses up
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| But you gon' take it to Shady, and try to ask for bucks?!
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| That’s why the too lureless niggas got they asses up
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| Outta there, G-Flame and Famous, yeah they knew the game
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| On why the mug this they try to gain fame off his name
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| Claiming y’all been doing this for Proof
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| But ain’t nothing changed
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| And now you argue with his wife
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| About the kids' estate
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| I knew it was something strange
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| But I can say that I’m positive that
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| Big homie is spinning in his grave
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| You bitches!
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| There’s only one type of nigga
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| That’ll do the shit that you did
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| And that’s a bitch! |
| That’s a bitch
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| And that’s a bitch, bitchassness
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| There’s only one type of nigga
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| That’ll take from a dead man’s kids
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| And that’s a bitch! |
| That’s a bitch
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| And that’s a bitch, bitchassness |