| Ayy, This shit
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| This shit, this shit
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| My life, my life
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| Nigga, this shit brazy
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| Uh, nigga, this shit brazy
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| This shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy
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| This shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy
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| Nigga, this shit brazy, oh Lord
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| Oh, nigga, this shit brazy
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| Look at my life
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| Been through it all, got bullet wounds twice
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| Still don’t know where it came from, yikes
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| Why everybody want a piece of my pie?
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| I, I, gotta keep guns with me
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| Shit real, I ain’t tryna be pretty
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| Paranoia got this Henny in my kidney (Woo)
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| 'Cause I don’t know if they’re with me or against me (Woo)
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| They always said this was how it’s gon' be
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| But me, I ain’t wanna believe
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| They don’t wanna see a nigga with the green (With the green)
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| The reason for the 40 cal with the beam (With the beam)
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| The devil’s on me, got me trippin'
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| I used to party out with Scotty like Pippen
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| Now I don’t trust niggas, and I stopped invitin' bitches
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| Over to the crib, they can’t know where I’m livin'
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| Shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| Oh, this shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord)
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| Oh, Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| Oh, shit, this shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy
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| Verse two (Verse two), verse two (Verse two)
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| I got too much to spit for verse two (Verse two)
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| Just be careful on how you approach dude
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| 'Cause he done already heard about what you wanna do
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| Paranoia, paranoia
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| Paranoia down in killer California
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| What’s their motive? |
| What’s their motive?
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| Shit, I’m the closest with some money that they know of
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| Lady problems, family problems
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| Homies problems, all this drama
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| On my mama, this the type of shit you sweat out in the sauna
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| Grandma pray for me, devil keep away from me
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| Fell out with my day one, that was my ace to me
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| Mind blown, somethin' different what I’m on
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| All this shit got me in another rhyme zone
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| Lately, I’ve been at home
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| I grab the pistol when I answer the door
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| 'Cause shit brazy, shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| Oh this shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord)
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| Oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| This shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy
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| I ain’t F with this, but I F with this
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| Can’t complain about it, gotta find out where he gonna master it
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| Gotta put cameras all around the crib
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| Gotta, gotta wear the vest like a bib
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| Got some, got some problems, why a whole lotta
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| So I stay dangerous, Osama
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| Nigga say they heard about a million dollars
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| So I gotta bulletproof the Impala
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| Man, I’m 'bout to lose it
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| Homies I’m confused with
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| Money get involved, it’s all bad, they switch too quick
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| It’s too sick, thought you was realer, my nigga
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| Got popped, you ain’t do shit
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| Thought you was my killer, my nigga (Oh)
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| Shit get realer, my nigga
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| When niggas know you gettin' skrilla, my nigga
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| I don’t know what’s gotten into my nigga
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| Close from day one, I was with him, my nigga
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| This shit brazy
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| This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| Oh this shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord)
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| Oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy
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| Oh shit, this shit, this shit
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| This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy |