| See y’all niggas think I’m tripping cause I’m on that doja
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| (I'ma sprinkle y’all niggas with some game)
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| See y’all true niggas
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| One reason I’m spiitin this game to y’all niggas
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| Nigga cause I want y’all niggas to watch y’all motherfuckin self y’know
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| (Motherfuckin F-E-D's everywhere y’know)
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| See the white folks be followin niggas all in the projects
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| (Narcotics, U.S. marshals)
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| All in a nigga car, all on planes and boats
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| (Motherfuckin cable man — buggin niggas houses up and shit)
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| Just like deez niggas and deez hoes
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| (Telephone man)
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| Tired of motherfuckers followin me man
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| (Uh-huh, motherfuckers everywhere)
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| Take another route nigga somebody after you
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| Keep ya eyes open fool
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| I always feel like, somebody’s watchin me
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| I’m paranoid I can’t sleep I’m in the dope game
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| I think these hoes and these niggas out to get me mayn
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| I ain’t never had nuttin in my whole life
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| I’m from the ghetto grew up, on eggs and rice
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| I’m paranoid I can’t sleep cause I done stole a ki
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| Peeped out the window unmarked car after me
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| My little homie downstairs holla, «Five-oh!»
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| But I ain’t runnin from no motherfuckin white folks
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| I got the A-K spray hit the window (lay it down) duck
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| So nigga holla, god damn I hit him in the trunk
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| The dogs chase me but a nigga ran through the back
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| That’s when I seen Dopefiend Willy in the Cadillac
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| He said, «P where ya goin man? |
| Get in!»
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| Put the gat to his head said interstate 10
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| Play it off, play it off, 'fore I do ya trick
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| Take me to the projects, to meet my bitch
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| A hundred G’s, two ki’s, and a bullet-proof vest
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| And like Billy the Kid I got some pussy and headed to the West
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| I was pullin up out the driveway
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| Car been parked since Friday
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| I looked and look back it wasn’t there
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| But I saw him followin on the highway
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| And I today, know that I’ma blast
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| See I don’t know who in it because the cars wiz-window was tinted
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| And I be seein shit that ain’t there
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| It ain’t there but I be seein shit
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| I be in places without bein seen there
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| But be seein a place without even bein there
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| And it seems like I’m in a different time zone
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| This dope game coke game got my mind, gone got my mind gone
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| I be havin nightmares everyday, I’ll be woke but I’ll be sleep
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| I looked at Shock the nigga but I turned around and it was me
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| It got me 'noid.
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| It got me 'noid, it got me noid.
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| But I ain’t paranoid!
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| I beez more
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| Paranoid than a fugitive, because I choose to live
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| Pro-life, when it comes to mine my Ruger 9's on cock
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| For all them haters with the scandolous plots
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| The red dot, marks the spot, for my nineteen shots
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| Thought I forgot the way they did ya boy?
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| That’s why I’m never on the streets without my plastic toy
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| (Fa sho'!) They wanna trap me kidnap me duct tape my mouth
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| Torture me until I tell 'em 'bout my man and point the dopehouse out
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| (Damn!) I used to be about the same drama games
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| That’s why I’m, two steps ahead of all you, gutter brains
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| You know the name Mia X the biggest momma
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| Ghetto Sara Lee at the store
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| And Betty Rocker when I choppa fa sho'
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| The evil eyes be watchin, cause niggas
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| Be always tryin to get in the best players spot and
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| Knockin, motherfuckers heads off and cris-crossin
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| Throw in mo' salt than Morton — when it rains it pours
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| Whores with pitchfork tongues; |
| they’re tryin to get my slung
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| On my back gotta watch them jealousy acts so black
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| My eyes be in the front and the back and on the sides peepin
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| For all them crooks that be out creepin — I feel they watchin me
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| They’re watchin us
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| But TRU soldiers don’t die, we multiply — UNGGGHH
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| Keep an open eye — for them haters
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| — repeat 2X |