| Wise guys done popped up, blocks get rocked up
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| Boulevard be stopped up, my whole click be glocked up
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| I’m one of the last Dons, that’s connected with these Regals
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| My daddy was the Boss man, until he found out he had a weakness
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| Found out, he was tooting that caine
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| Lower than life, so they had to splatter his brains
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| It hurt me to the heart, but I had to hold my position
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| Finish what I started, so I had to continue my mission
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| And never give up the fight, because the fight it just a battle
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| These Mafia niggas, run motherfuckers like cattle
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| So when it’s your number, you gotta go gotta go
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| Before my daddy died, he showed me all the ropes
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| Showed me all the tricks, and trades to this shit
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| How to do it build a empire, and the ways to get rich
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| Now I done earned my rank, in this Mafia life
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| Jesus don’t even know, I’m bout to kill him tonight
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| Because that nigga killed my daddy, I can’t let him slide
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| Even though I’m not suppose to be, I’m the Wise Guy
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| But blood thicker than water, I’ma murder this nigga |
| He live in a two story, right next to Tigga
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| So hopped up in the Beamer, and headed straight to his house
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| By time I got there, they was do’s and all on the couch
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| That’s all I needed to see, I put the silencer on
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| When I kicked the do' in, he had his trousers on
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| When he opened his eyes, and seen me in the flesh
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| The only thing he knew, it wasn’t his dad it was his death
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| I’m the Wise Guy, my daddy was the Godfather
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| Now that he’s gone, my life is feeling a lil' harder
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| But I gotta keep on pushing, and striving for my dreams
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| Plus this life that I’m living, is really like a dead end
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| And I’m trying to change, for the better
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| Still got me walking through the rain, and clutching my baretta
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| And I’m trying, to stop that
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| That ain’t cool black, but still I can do that |