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Hmm, heh, stay wiv me |
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(Chorus:) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (I gots ta have it) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
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Time plans change and change comes with time |
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Throughout these years I learned to get down for mine |
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Had to do some crime |
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With the attitude of not givin a **** |
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Born with no luck, refuse to stay stuck |
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I make the bucks |
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Did what I had to, I did what I could |
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My rise to the top was no surprise cos I knew dat I would |
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make it, oh, the chance I had to take it |
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Fake it, never |
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because that nigga was too clever |
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If there ever was a mother****in die for his crime |
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it had to be me, the B-I-G Mike and he straight G |
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Come sun down, come sun up, gun up |
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for dem niggas who wanna run up |
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wishin my colly came up short, that nigga done what? |
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Fool, you think black nigga don't go for no losses |
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I had ta get rid of my runners so I recruited mo' horses |
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Down wit neighbourhood bouncers I made a connection in rows |
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Laid up with elbows in vogues |
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I just kick back and stack rows and hoes |
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(Chorus:) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Stay wiv me) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made (I gots ta have it) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (All my stuff here like that) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
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Times are changin, I'm livin my life in and out the dope, black! |
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Loungin here and there somethin screamin in my ear |
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"Michael go back home!" but I ain't really sure, black |
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I gots ta get my shit together the right way, nigga I know that |
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Comin up short, swangin by the tail-in |
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Thinkin of a masterplan, this nigga's bailin |
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down the road and I promise not to look back |
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at what I once had, what I have now, would've left left when I was two, |
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black |
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Shook that, now I'm in my own realm |
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Controllin shit, kickin it, never knew life could be so damn well |
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I got mine, everything feelin lime |
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Time for a change and change comes with time |
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(Chorus:) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (They done) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made (Hmm!) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Fool!) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
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Lock another nigga up, throw away the ****in key |
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That's the way they punish me, mother**** society |
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I can spend a century in a penetentiary |
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it won't make a difference G |
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cos ain't nobody missin me |
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Round and round and round we go, a diff'rent day, a diff'rent face |
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Damn I wish I could run away, I hate this mother****in place |
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Too many goddamn rules that's why I quit school |
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Givin me a quickie test, I ain't no damn fool |
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Can't walk out my house because they always in my face |
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And if I step outta place, they wanna give me a case |
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Ain't no difference between society and a jail house |
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Everybody's locked up and wanna get the hell out |
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Just cos you ain't locked down you think you got it good |
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but you better think again cos the police are checkin niggas in the |
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neighbourhood |
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beatin our ass down |
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Cos society is just like the pen so get ready for the lock-down |
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Clock now while you can, man huh |
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cos it's all about havin thangs |
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An' I'ma get mine fool! |
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Time for a change and change changes with time |
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(Chorus:) |
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Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (Hmm) |
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Just another young nigga havin thangs made |
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(x4) |
