| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted
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| Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie…
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| I hear the story everyday
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| On how many niggas that you done shot
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| How many rocks you done chopped up and sold on the block
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| Is it true, you ain’t a busta?
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| Is this really what it is motherfucker?
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| Yeah, the nigga rentin' Benz’s
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| And Phantom’s, but the shit ain’t yours
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| You a soft ass nigga, wanna be hardcore
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| I heard ya bombin', frontlinin', Young Osama
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| Bangin' on niggas like it ain’t a thang
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| It’s nothin', it’s common
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| Man, he never ever bust a gun, he never talked that shit
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| Don’t know if he from Blood or from Crip
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| But always bang that shit
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| Now that’s a bitch in my book
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| Somethin' to bake and cook
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| Real niggas don’t die, that don’t apply to hooks
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted
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| Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie…
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| (Why you gotta lie?)
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| I thought you was the truth, fire-proof
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| Remember goin' out with a bang off of the roof?
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| (Why you gotta lie?)
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| You say that you related to Snoop
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| But I’m his first-cousin bitch and I don’t really know you
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| (Why you gotta lie?)
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| Oh… is that right?
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| You ready any time, any place, day or night?
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| (Why you gotta lie?)
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| Yeah, why ya (lie)
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| Why ya — why ya — why ya (lie)
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| Nigga why you gotta lie?
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| We got ya now, fresh out the pen
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| Broke with no ends, that what you get
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| Motherfucker when you lie to your friends
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| I heard it, there’s million stories
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| All that jibber-jabber won’t bring ya no glory
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| This is his story, he’s so G
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| Ain’t scared to squabble, might make niggas wobble
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| We the type of niggas that make history
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| So stop tryin' to tell me what you supposed to be
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| Stop lyin' nigga
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted
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| Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie…
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| You’s a motherfuckin' lie and the truth ain’t in ya
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| Ya fake ass nigga, you’s a fake ol' pretender
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| Ya wannabe, ya busta mark ass, you’s a reject
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| And you the type of nigga gets no respect
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| All I’m gon' do is tell ya this
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| D.P.G.C., born and breaded since a teen
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| Fire it up and let it slide fool, just tryin' to warn ya
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| Cause I’m postin' and the lil' homies might take off on ya
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted
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| Nigga you know we ain’t gotta get specific)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie — to kick it
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| This is for my niggas, this for my bitches
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| (Nigga you could die, get flipped up and twisted)
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| Cause you ain’t gotta lie… |