| I am gettin' dizzy as the world keeps spinnin' like a frisbee
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| Gangsta’s and girls make the world twirl
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| No hesitation, I can run a nation from incarceration
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| 30 years is what I’m facin' but give me 7 seas and 11 G’s
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| I make enough cheese to bring wall street to its knees
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| Nigga, please I got enough guns
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| To fill the Empire State Building full of 1's
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| Go to school is what you tell us
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| But nigga’s in school is scared of the good fellas
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| We got the yayo, you can just say no
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| But nobody makes a fuckin' move until I say so
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| That’s how it is and that’s how it’s gonna be
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| Kids, when you grow up who the fuck you wanna be?
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| Like me, yo' black superhero
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| Got enough zeros to hire Bob Shapiro
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| Yo' honor I’m have to get rid of you
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| Because it ain’t no trivia about my flat in West Bolivia
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| I blew the jury a kiss, they rather dismiss
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| Them swim with the big fish, you fuckin' guppies
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| Gangsta’s make the world go 'round
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| Not just saggin', wavin' my flag and never will I ease up
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| Nigga, so stop askin', see, I was taught as a tiny loc on the set
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| It’s all about the pussy, your money, fuck the rest
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| Nigga, this tech is quicker to collect when I’m seekin' all the jewelry
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| The money so miss me with that preachin', teaching
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| Fuck all that bullshit, I want to slang yeah, like Noriaga
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| Sit back watch my paper collect like the I.R.S
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| As I kick it with 50 bitches all on my dick just like the president
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| And like the police I want a gang of killers all on my side
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| That’s down to lie more crooked that St. Ides rip ride on my behalf
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| As I call shots as if I was Saddam Hussein
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| Jackin' mothafuckas for Dana Danes, hated by many but I don’t care
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| Because I rather be feared than loved with a pocket full of dubs
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| 'Cause Gangsta gangsta’s make the world go 'round
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| If you want a piece then you best to be down so quit chastising me
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| Analyzing me like the escorts look over your shoulder nigga
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| It’s plain to see, crooked ass cowards
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| 360 degrees like my D’s the world be spinning
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| Nigga’s been sinning since the beginning
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| History’s a trip so I peep when I’m reading
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| Nigga’s probably grew weed in the garden of Eden
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| Before big ballin', sex cars and loot
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| It’s like bitches been scandalous biting forbidden fruit
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| But gangsta’s don’t deal with that shit, on the Westside
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| And since they regulating hoes I roll with the best side
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| So check it as my lifetime is ticking
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| Coming up strong, licking and flipping chickens
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| Need cheese in amounts of G’s
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| I gave up sports to slang key’s but blamed it on my knees
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| Make sure I got what I need to make your order
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| Everything to baggies triple beams to jugs for my water
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| Like a snitch life’s a bitch a world full of drama
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| Drug paraphernalia being found by my momma
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| Trauma brings the sad song, your mamma seems to search
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| Your way to killa king nigga
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| So now I stand with heat in my hand for my whole life span
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| 'Cause evil lurks the land
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| Plus I got a packet with this gang-bang jacket
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| Gotta hold it keep it loaded devoted since quoted
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| Fo sho One-0 got the ups on these prankstas
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| While the world keep twisting as a Westside
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| Gangsta for life, nigga
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round
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| Gangstas make the world go 'round |