| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| I like to keep things cool, ballin with the black 4-oh
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| But then I get stressed and I’m just guessing
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| Who will be first to get the death lesson
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| Yes I’m the one that’s comin aggravated
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| It’s ya boi L dogg the world’s most hated
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| And I’m quickly runnin on the mill
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| Steady gettin paid, rappin on the real
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| Holdin the steel, ready for the cappin
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| Cause G’s in my hood are steadily nappin
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| So I’m coming hard, there’s no other way to come
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| And that’s on the up, so don’t get done
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| But if you come, best to come while I sleep
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| I’m a G that won’t die, until I’m good and ready
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| The fo' heats up like the ground below
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| And you baller haters better get ghost
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| (I'm ballin') Lyricist AKA slayer
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| Tight rhyme sayer, waitin for haters
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| I go harder than the concrete you walkin on
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| Blastin all MC’s out the
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| Game, do you know when I’m screamin?
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| I gotta let you know, you get smoked while you schemin
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| Gotta let you boys see
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| That you really don’t wanna try me
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| No I’m not afraid to die, lost my fear of death in '95
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| And they’ll never see the speed of the 123
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| When it’s coming to the chest so easily
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| As the hollow points aim at me to slay me
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| I promise you that it will not phase me
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| Look to my phone as the sound rings out
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| It was yo fault that the room got hot from gunshot heat
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| And feal the beat of your heart as your chest plate falls apart
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| Told you not to test this Hiram Clarke clique
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| That’ll leave you saying damn in a cement ditch
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| Go and ask somebody, oh you know me
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| Thuggin and ballin, one other call us G’s
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| Gettin paid, deep in the game of rap lick
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| Got change and real rings still havin big things
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| (I'm ballin') Realize don’t be on the northside
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| It’s like suicide, except it’s homicide
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| (I'm ballin') Keep game trues, cause the thugs on a mission
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| And of course put that heat, make competition
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| Bow down to the dogg, I’m the best
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| Blowing up, swelling up in the chest
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| A real man looks in the eyes when he shoot
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| I’m gonna be the one to win and not lose
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder
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| (I'm ballin') Boys are madder and they all gettin anger
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| And I am gladder, cause the fo' makes you shatter
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| (I'm ballin') Never the sadder, cause the cheese’s that I have em
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| Holdin this batter, climbin straight up the ladder |