| I came in the game, puttin' in boss as a check
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| Got a problem with it? |
| Good luck with that
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| Okay, I earned my stripes, I’m tried and true
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| If you hangin' with an opp nigga, and fuck you too
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| That’s on the hood
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| Nigga, that’s on the hood
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| Okay, still get paid off rap, you see
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| Did my deal like Master P
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| Ayy, listen, all my gas be vacuum-sealed
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| Killin' this shit dead, no casualty
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| Okay, built my empire gradually
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| Used to keep white like ashy knees
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| And in comparison, you better do it carefully
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| Could still mention any name, just after me
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| Will never trade who I am to be whatever you are
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| We gon' get some understandin' before I go on your jaw
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| Ain’t gotta have to know about you, already knowin' your flaws
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| You get in front of police and tell 'em whatever you saw
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| One thing about it, big wheel gon' keep on rollin'
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| Until the forward motion, regret, had when they bring out your bid
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| That when the pressure get applied, nigga, die for respect
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| Your ego big as a giant, you tryna keep 'em in check
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| Good luck with that
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| I came in the game, puttin' in boss as a check
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| Got a problem with it? |
| Good luck with that
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| Okay, I earned my stripes, I’m tried and true
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| If you hangin' with an opp nigga, and fuck you too
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| That’s on the hood
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| Nigga, that’s on the hood
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| , I was changin' a nigga lyrics, guess I’m finally famous
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| Five hundred K in jewelry, bitch, I finally made it
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| Still swappin' out the twenties, right on Section Davies
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| Quarter million cash stashed, bro, them shit got raided
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| Still yellin' «Free my neighbors,"enough for us to leave the nation
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| Fuck it up, we need to save it, back to hustle, I need the paper
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| Hit me up, you need a favor
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| I can still get that truck load
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| Young dog been betrayed, it’s hard to trust hoes
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| I might swap it out with TIP, go throw my buffs on
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| Lock in with the custo', top-ten for a month-long
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| Drop 'em for a run-, still cop 'em with the backend
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| Ayy, we could nuke two hundred, I might need to grab tens
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| I came in the game, puttin' in boss as a check
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| Got a problem with it? |
| Good luck with that
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| Okay, I earned my stripes, I’m tried and true
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| If you hangin' with an opp nigga, and fuck you too
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| That’s on the hood
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| Nigga, that’s on the hood
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| Gang land, hell gang Mozzy
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| One on top, nigga
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| Ayy, I don’t fuck with suckers and niggas that do
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| My brother fuck with suckers, word to mother, he gettin' it too
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| Share your location when you postin', I’m sendin' 'em through
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| Talk about them corners, you be posted, we been in them too
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| Whoever ain’t no child of these trenches is just a recruit
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| Blew them out the trap, niggas stupid, these bitches ain’t bool
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| Hang with him, get hung with him, fuck niggas, no love for 'em
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| I just bought a new drum for him, I ain’t bringin' up what I done for 'em
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| You ain’t G enough to come plug something, nigga, shut up (Shut up)
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| I remain calm under pressure, when niggas was one up (On God)
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| We get to up on 'em, niggas up somethin' when you run up
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| Ayy, I got a phone call 'bout six-five and I hung up
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| Why do your name keep bein' brung up? |
| Paperwork bein' dug up?
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| You ever told on one of your brothers, you niggas is suckers
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| Said, why do your name keep bein' brung up? |
| Paperwork bein' dug up?
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| You ever told on one of your brothers, you niggas is suckers
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| I came in the game, puttin' in boss as a check
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| Got a problem with it? |
| Good luck with that
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| Okay, I earned my stripes, I’m tried and true
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| If you hangin' with an opp nigga, and fuck you too
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| That’s on the hood
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| Oh shit, I used to sell dope and get money
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| You know I told you, nigga, shit, I mean my titty and blew my nipple off
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| Nigga, that’s on the hood
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| You need two nipples to balance
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| Bitch mind your business, my equilibrity is off |