| Say, I’m a rapper, motherfucker, fuck that,
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| I’m not trapping, motherfucker, I let it happen, motherfucker,
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| I win again, put my niggers out. |
| If you say you ain’t it, to each zone.
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| I don’t owe you shit, what you do for me?
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| You ain’t say I didn’t work, you ain’t shoot for me.
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| And the nigger teared me down when I ain’t around.
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| But when I pull up is the other way around.
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| Real nigger this, real nigger that,
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| Real niggers treat me with respect and you’re a pussy, nigger.
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| So keep looking, nigger, keep your word to yourself before they have to buck up,
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| nigger.
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| Might shook a nigger, took a nigger birth
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| 'cause I take a piss to nigger’s work. |
| Watch your mouth, homie.
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| One nigger hating on my ground,
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| I’m from the city but they don’t want me to shine.
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| I don’t get it, niggers trying to hold me down,
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| I think they don’t want me to climb to the top,
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| But they’re playing decline.
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| I’m in war with my enemies, watching niggers so close to me,
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| My young nigger is riding that and this I ain’t forced to be.
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| They’re hating the ultra-hack, I’m keeping it all for me,
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| Is you first to question later, 'cause this I ain’t forced to be.
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| And every day I wake up I face the haters
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| Knowing I’m not forced to be this way.
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| Even my own home boys, they’re playing games, dog,
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| And describe, I put 'em in their place.
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| If I kill a nigger will they rip in my scenes?
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| Hustling day and night, I try to get a new this,
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| Is you an enemy or friend?
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| What I’m supposed to do, back against the wall,
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| Strap on my dog, real me, blind if I don’t fall.
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| They say when the smoke bursts lot of niggers they won’t be around.
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| My young niggers, down, homie, down. |
| Thug life.
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| Outlaw, feeling like on pop,
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| Put that stramp on his ass, then the nigger stays in shock.
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| Ambulance came, then it take his ass to the doc,
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| And when the white boy come, nigger, I ain’t trying to talk.
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| Is he MG for life, exercise your muscle, you gotta tie your hustle.
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| Get your money, my nigger, don’t get caught in the shuffle.
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| I play the cars on a deal, I bet it all and double,
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| And I never lost money to suckers, others is dead.
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| Every day I wake up I face the haters
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| Knowing I’m not forced to be this way.
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| Even my own home boys, they’re playing games, dog,
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| And describe, I put 'em in their place.
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| If I kill a nigger will they rip in my scenes?
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| Hustling day and night, I try to get a new this,
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| Is you an enemy or friend?
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| I’m in war with my enemies, watching niggers so close to me,
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| My young nigger is riding that and this I ain’t forced to be.
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| They’re hating the ultra-hack, I’m keeping it all for me,
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| Is you first to question later, 'cause this I ain’t forced to be. |