| Win my nigga just win
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| It’s a dirty world but that bitch still spin
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| And we don’t trust the preachers or the crooked politicians
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| The mothafuckers always talking, they don’t ever want to listen
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| I’m reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores
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| And when I build my dream house I’m hiding money in the floors
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| You wanna prove me wrong in the end
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| Just win my nigga just win
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| Niggas grinding everyday, niggas dying everyday
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| Either you hustle or your starve nigga ain’t no other way
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| Being rich, that shit’s a talent being broke that’s a profession
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| See I woke up un-incarcerated, that shit there is a blessing
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| None of your mothafuckin business nigga don’t ask me why I’m stressing
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| Don’t know what I had to do to get it nigga don’t ask me why I’m flexing
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| I was born with a gift nigga I’m a bread winner
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| Whole team gotta eat we just we just dodging fed dinners
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| I just wanna win but they set me up to lose
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| The streets kick ya ass nigga yeah im talking judo
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| At the end of the day how many pussy niggas you know
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| That’s what a pussy nigga do though
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| I’m praying for a better day, I’m being optimistic
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| He said he want the same thing I said be more specific
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| Nigga it’s hard out here my people sick and tired of struggling
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| All this clown ass shit my people sick and tired of juggling
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| Win my nigga just win
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| It’s a dirty world but that bitch still spin
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| And we don’t trust the preachers or the crooked politicians
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| The mothafuckers always talking, they don’t ever want to listen
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| I’m reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores
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| And when I build my dream house I’m hiding money in the floors
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| You wanna prove me wrong in the end
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| Just win my nigga just win
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| Can’t wake up cause I ain’t been to sleep
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| And the shit that I got on I been in it for a week
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| I see white air ones but my fingernails dirty
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| When you don’t see me on the block my clientele get worried
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| In the back of my mind, in front of my brain
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| I’m a pretty good shot but this ain’t my aim
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| Want to live the American dream like Uncle Haus and his wife
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| Work hard, feed my kids, see what that be like
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| For now I’m seeing junkies and pipes
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| Making sure a solider put a uniform on and go and earn him some stripes
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| See my counselor told me education or you starve
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| Last time I seen her she ain’t even have a job
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| Gangbang, sell dope or rob
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| Welcome to the African American mob
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| When you probably gone die even less than your worth
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| Leave your momma with the bill a funeral home and a church
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| Win my nigga just win
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| It’s a dirty world but that bitch still spin
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| And we don’t trust the preachers or the crooked politicians
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| The mothafuckers always talking, they don’t ever want to listen
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| I’m reeking of success you can smell it thru my pores
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| And when I build my dream house I’m hiding money in the floors
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| You wanna prove me wrong in the end
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| Just win my nigga just win
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| It’s necessary to know that everybody won’t see it that everybody won’t join you
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| That everybody won’t have the vision
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| It’s necessary to know that a lot of people want to complain But they don’t
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| want to do anything about there situation
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| That you’re an uncommon breed you know
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| You have to know within yourself that I can do this even if no one else sees it
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| for me I can see it for myself
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| That’s necessary |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Just Win, artist - Young Jeezy. Album song Church In These Streets, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп