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We'll i'm just gonna tell you |
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We ain't bout' that talking homeboy, we'll do it |
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And all that acting you doing, we see through it |
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**** hollering and screaming lets get to it, lets get to it |
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(cee-lo) |
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Now i say my rap reflect the enemy |
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Passion and positive energy |
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Y'all talk about killing, it don't surprise me |
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Tripping bout' a nigga, don't judge me wisely |
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But i ain't bout' to holler or scream at you |
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You can look in my eyes and tell what i'd do |
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I'm a charge at niggas and you know i'm true |
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But goddammit, **** nigga this one for you |
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I know how it go, i done been out there before |
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Heard its goddamn ?time to blow? |
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Stomping niggas down till they don't want no more |
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Trying to get some polo's straight out the store |
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Some gone, some just can't let it go |
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I might laugh and joke, but i'll let a nigga know |
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I'm the same mother****er from 84 |
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And i still do it in the aftershow |
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And i don't like to feel like i'm being tried |
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I ain't bullet-proof, plenty nigga done died |
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But i damn sho' ain't finna go and hide |
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I got one on me, and i'm down to ride |
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I ain't trying to say i got all the game |
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I got fame, but a million i can't claim |
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So respect me playa, and i'll do the same |
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But neither one is guaranteed to have the best aim |
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(t-mo) |
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The revolution has begun........... |
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Handle your business playa |
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Devoted to the game, and dope cut-throat ways will get you paid in full |
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Pull a rabbit out the hat trick, magical quick |
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Slick its like a porn flick |
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Umm... imagine having money so big |
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It makes you look like a pig |
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Get your big behind |
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You remind me of swine with your fat nose |
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Stuck in your pose and ?thread bed? that shawty |
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Lame with your game, put it all on the table |
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Got your label and your fast cars, and your bodyguard looking hard |
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Throwing your cheese, for them rats its snacks |
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I'm like a egg bout' to hatch |
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Tony, horny, i'm macaroni |
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Commercialize suckers looking like busters |
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I'd ride for the kings and queens of my mother****ing team |
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Spark in the night, ummmm we bout to fight |
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Haters, come and say that shit, |
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Dammit these fools gonna have to take us together |
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How the ****, ever you want it, get to it |
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Swats |
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(khujo) |
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The streets making you feel like a real g |
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But we georgia finest, our fulton county fleet |
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You still putting thangs up in your mouth |
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Cause you been pacifired, since you was knee-high |
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All your life in school, thats the reason why you couldn't learn nothing |
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Runt, at the tender age of 18, books no longer hold your attention span |
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Short term, but you can sho' enough count that green |
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Something you just can't coach |
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Don't sing it, bring it |
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I usually caught me at least one fool a game |
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You can only phanthom pain, i don't have to |
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But don't let me get on a case of this drank |
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Leak to my heart, elevate to my brain |
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Make you wanna walk that plank |
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You'd better swim mother****er |
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Cause bullshit don't float |
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You are what you eat |
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See you remind of this goat that i had by the hairs of his chinny-chin-chin |
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Curbing over some yellow rice, you can't do shit |
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Might as well hit the graveyard shift |
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Somewhere at mcdonalds or burger king |
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Grab a taste or spill, over some hairs, nobody cares |
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And we do assholes that grip leather chairs |
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(big gipp) |
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I used to hang out, smoke out, **** out, bang out |
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Run your mouth wrong, got your front tooth took out |
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On the spot bodies with no heads, no legs, no feet |
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Left em' out in the open scoping that ass out for weeks |
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Never speaking, busting, breaking brains |
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Berettas brought the rain back and forth |
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Trigger action, snatch it up, load it up |
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Hit the door, gotta call, yo' he at the mall |
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**** it all, hit em' one, two, three times |
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I was scared the first shot, but liked the second and third |
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Left him hollering and screaming, dreaming for another chance to live |
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Had it up yesterday, but today its mine |
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Bust your ass one more time, for the niggas on the grind |
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So go and hide |
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