| Ay say KT
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| I remember bro standing out ten of uh
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| Flip a bird split it up
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| Antenna stickin' up
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| For crooked cop patrollin'
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| If the rad-doh rollin
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| All the dough I’m throwin'
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| Fuck a jail I ain’t going tonight
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| Quick to pull a 4−4 in the fight
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| Under the street lights
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| Rollin' the dice
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| We was so enticed
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| By niggas like slick money and ice
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| We figure prison end should come with the light
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| Along with losin' your life
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| And there were no way we thought
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| We’d go to jail for any case we caught
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| For all the yay we bought
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| Not a dime did we say we borrowed
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| Bought damn near every pair of jeans at the mall
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| Had our way with the broads
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| Hit the rink but we ain’t skatin' at all
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| Seem like every other day we brawl
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| That AK on call
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| When I think about all we done
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| It’s amazing to see how far we come
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| Remember
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| I remember walkin'
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| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket
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| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options
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| Oooh Oooh
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| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed
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| I remember hustlin'
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| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us
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| Now I read about it in my office
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| Oooh Oooh
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| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed
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| Ay say C-Roy
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| Remember days we was slangin' the hard
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| In a crib with no lights
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| We used to stay in the dark
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| Remember Captain Mac bonin' man
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| They were retarded
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| I don’t know who kept us laughing the hardest
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| Since our sacks was the largest
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| Didn’t take us long to corner the market
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| I remember everyday was a party
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| 15 16 with dreams of being cocaine bosses
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| In pursuit of that
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| We made so many terrible choices
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| Like the time we made away with that Millennium
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| From the dealership
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| Before our day won we killin' em
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| Late nights
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| Gun fights
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| High speed chases
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| So close to the good life we taste it
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| Damn the consequences pimp
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| If it’s a chance we take it
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| First case a month in juvenile and get probation
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| When I think about all we done
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| It’s amazing to see how far we come
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| Remember
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| I remember walkin'
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| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket
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| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options
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| Oooh Oooh
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| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed
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| I remember hustlin'
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| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us
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| Now I read about it in my office
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| Oooh Oooh
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| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed
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| We started small time dope game
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| Hustlin' that cocaine
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| In the state traffickin'
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| High feeling no pain
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| Numb to the fact
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| That we was poisoning our own kind
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| I ain’t give a fuck
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| He gettin' his so I want mine
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| Young and with that attitude
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| Somebody finally gimme that
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| I ain’t give a fuck how I got it
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| It was real as that
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| So if I had to peel a cat
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| Somebody was dead then
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| Since I’m a killer
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| That’s the condition my head’s in
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| Can’t work too hard to get my money
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| I refuse to
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| Slave for the next man a raise nigga fuck you
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| These streets are 9 to 5
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| You want it we can get it for ya
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| And even though they steady changin'
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| This is still a hustle
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| Still got them same rules
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| Man I be the same game
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| We’d even found some brand new money
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| Still we maintain
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| This ain’t integrity
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| We upheld in the street life
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| Livin' the mother fuckin' dream
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| Niggas singin' like…
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| I remember walkin'
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| Didn’t have a dollar in my pocket
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| Now I’m watching stocks like whats the options
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| Oooh Oooh
|
| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed
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| I remember hustlin'
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| Tryin' to get these crooked cops off us
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| Now I read about it in my office
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| Oooh Oooh
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| Oooh Oooh
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| How life’s changed |