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[Sigel] It's a man's world |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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[Sigel] Bitch, uhh |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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[Sigel] Man's world prick, yeah |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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[Sigel] Man's world - all y'all little kids out there |
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[Sigel] run around with y'all little gats, man |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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[Sigel] Man's world - go to summer school nigga, get your G.E.D. |
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[Beanie Sigel] |
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Yeah, this a man's world pricks, no broads allowed |
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All my niggaz with that raw allowed |
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All my niggaz with they fours allowed |
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who won't hesitate to bang a nigga - right in between they brows |
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Let's roll, **** them bitch-ass niggaz, wearin thongs and skirts |
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Tryin to catch 'em while they goin to work |
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Hit them niggaz on they job at they lunch break, make the pump quick |
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Leave 'em ump-slayed when the ****in pump spray |
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I roll with a sick all-out squad |
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Ten deep, let's roll-out squad |
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Bring heat when it's cold outside |
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Mack stick to script and stick to street |
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Stick in clip and flip your Jeep |
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Got extended shit and different heat |
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Mack M-1 double now [bluk, bluk, bluk] |
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I'm knockin feathers out your bubble-down |
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Stop the blood claat cryin |
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Blood claats from the iron, you're dyin, no lyin |
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[Chorus: Beanie Sigel] |
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This a man world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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Man, this a man world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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This a man world nigga, man.. man.. |
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";This is a man's world!"; -> [James Brown] |
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This a man world nigga, **** what people think |
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[Beanie Sigel] |
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This a man's world bitch, all you whores bow down |
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It's B. Sig., I pimp like TA-DOW - peep game |
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I sling meth in vials, hit your kitchen cook your pies up |
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Bring the coke back in piles, I'm that (?) .. |
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.. oh yeah I almost forgot |
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Bitch, get a foot up your ass |
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if you don't get your foot on that ave and start lookin for cash |
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Just get mine right, your money like, don't make me come out there |
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I smacked you whore and get you done right there |
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Leave this imprint 'cross your forehead, from the moray |
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Bitch know my forte, I'm not for-play |
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Hit your block, let the glock four-play |
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Finger ****in a trigger is not fore-play |
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One more time - I'm not for-play |
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It's a man's world - how it's supposed to go |
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Only the soldiers roll, you young like (?) though |
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I move like Sonny, but never backwards |
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Weave in and out of traffic, holdin that package |
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Weight don't get moved, it get pressed off the bench |
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Move through an alley and a hole in the fence |
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I see when you move you tense |
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It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz |
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It's a man's world kiko, they shoulda told you from the get-go |
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that you ****in with them South Philly sickos |
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Think it's all raps 'til them gats start to hit you |
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Black talons cripple, Operation Lockdown the town with them nickels |
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Dopeman, dopeman! |
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But peep it, I ain't goin to court |
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I bang people that be goin to court |
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And know people I ain't goin for shorts |
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Bring straight money, cake money |
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That tan coat, razor blade, straw plate money |
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That grab coke, never weigh to pay for it money |
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Grab toast laser hater break for it money |
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Shit, you think you fast? Run nigga, dumb nigga |
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Don't get your skin grafted up, chin tacked up |
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**** around, and get your men racked up |
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Whatchu think all the gats is for, you can't last a war |
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It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz |
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[Chorus] |
