| Alright man, y’all win
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| I won’t say it, at least for this song, hey
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| Said they lookin for the realest, well I’m real as it get
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| Rap to the nigga dealin hard who live in the jects
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| Til some better nigga wit her, ain’t delivered 'em yet
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| My mouth is, but I got a pistol bigger than that
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| I live and die by my respect so I honor the code
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| Peep niggaz who be out here flexin, stuntin for hoes
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| And if you ain’t never chose to remember nothin before
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| Just know the game is some you win, some you don’t
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| But you already begin again, start, it go Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O, how hard it go Man if you ain’t ever heard of Pimp Squad before
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| You better ask a real nigga or a broad you know
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| Cause you ain’t ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain
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| You in over your head, way out of your lane
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| I been sayin I’m filthy rich and got it from caine
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| So would you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right?
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| Cause you know who, you know what
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| Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair
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| Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there
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| And now you know I ain’t no more, not a tinfolk there
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| It’s you know who, you know what
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| Of the you know where, beef now don’t you go there
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| And if you do, don’t use our copy producers, he won’t care
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| If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won’t share man
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| I know you think you out there gettin it in But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again
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| I had a trap between runnin while living in sin
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| He done settlin down, turnin nine millin or ten
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| I give a damn if I never sell a million again
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| I gotta thank you a million for just lettin me in But now I’m settlin in, gettin used to the view
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| On top, won’t stop til I’m huger than you
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| Gon flop? |
| Who? |
| Me, pimp you losin your screws
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| We gotta dope if you lettin niggaz shoot into you
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| You ain’t ready for the shit I’m introducin to you
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| The roof in the back of the park ain’t translucent as you
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| So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do I got style, pimp, it’s more than just the suit and the shoe
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| This been proven, I’m the truth, stamp government seal
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| I’m more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with deals, for real |