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Hook |
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?don't know why i'm folding? |
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Illegal substance controlling, still outdoors rolling(x2) |
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(t-mo) |
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Enhance the game, but give me the benz |
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While i send my word |
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It's lightly packed ????? giving a fuck |
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Bitch i gots to eat too |
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While i catch up like heinz |
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On the hook for my family tree |
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East to west to south is booted in this red clay |
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And everyday i get up and work my ass to the bone |
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So i can pay for me a home, in the ghetto or the woods,to build |
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I'm packing my steel too |
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(khujo) |
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Slow rolling, everybody in this clique holding |
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Anything we riding in is stolen |
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And you can tell when a nigga on round' here |
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His neck and his wrists be all frozen |
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You wanna go bust because some fool caught you dozing |
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Out on the ave posing |
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But you ain't no more good, like a used up trojan |
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You horsing around, now your spot finna' be closing down |
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We brang them guns, you tote them roses |
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Indecent exposure, beat you till' you're swollen |
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Now here, put some ice on that |
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Work with, reject heavy crack now pick up pick up pick up |
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Hook |
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(big gipp) |
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Hold up, wait up, gipp swolled in here |
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My eyes getting little and its hard to steer |
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Reverse safe, can't wait, communicate next tale |
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Kept my money in the floor so i can chalk bail |
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And anything you got for me, just hold |
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Cause i'll be back one day to get them folds |
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Take a second to regroup, get back in the loop |
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See the veins never change, only part is in the name |
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I ain't that old, wanna play me cold |
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Wanna treat me like a ?wrangler? wanna snatch my gold |
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See i was raised by a man, so a man you see |
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Came up in the trailors of fulton county |
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Hard top for the winter, soft top for the summer |
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If we caught roaming the streets, we some runners |
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>from the street corners |
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(cee-lo) |
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Well when you looking at me make sure that i'm trapping and slowed down |
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Still suffer from sunrise till' the sun done gone down |
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Before i go any further, fool let me break it on down |
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Get blasting with the best and get brutally blown down |
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Yes sire! collapse and get caught in the crossfire |
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Talking shit at one time, but nowadays your cause higher |
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From the hatred, hunger, hopelessness, yes i kill |
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So i guess i'm no better than the rest |
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But i try to be |
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Somehow these streets feel so fly to me |
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I'm a get it right lord "cee-lo, don't you lie to me!" |
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I hope this work here work me a way up out this |
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Hey, don't wanna die the same way my buddy did the other day |
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Damn |
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Hook |
