| Straight outta the motherfuckin pissy hallways in the projects
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| To park in a four door Bentley on my set.
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| Same hood, same motherfuckin steps
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| I sat on and took the plastic off of «Life After Death»
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| Bangin, boning Biggie Biggie i did a 360
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| The Aftermath for that is the nigga 50 aint wit me.
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| No hard feelings, we both made millions
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| You can hate me or love me but nigga I spit real shit,
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| Like I’m comatose, tell the Doc I’m sick
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| Before «Detox», let me take my last chronic hit.
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| Now I am gangsta rap inhale the weed smoke
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| And coughed up five platinum plaques
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| So Ima let the nigga Dr. Dre hit
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| Next time I have dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch (dreams of fuckin an R&B bitch)
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| I don’t make love, I make hits.
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| I put a condom on and stuff my dick in this Hip Hop shit.
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| Feels Good
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| Gangsta
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| Im that six figure nigga
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| Who got the word from KRS-ONE
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| And stole the Blueprint from Jigga
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| Niggas yellin Game did this, Game did that
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| Game aint do shit but bring the motherfuckin West Coast back
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| I hear the whisperin goin on in the hood.
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| I sent a motherfuckin Hallmark card to Suge
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| That nigga know that we all good
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| So you can catch a cab to Hell wit them death threats
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| I’m already dead
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| I put the .38 revolver to my own fuckin head
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| Before I let the shit eat my conscience.
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| Aint a nigga in the world could tell me I can’t come thru Compton.
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| Before I retire my Converse, I’ll ride the train thru NYC with the terrorist
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| bombers.
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| Somebody tell my mama I’m crazy.
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| Pop was a Rolling Stone so that makes me a crack baby.
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| I’m in rehab three times a week
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| Because I’m a motherfuckin feen for a Dr. Dre beat. |