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Uno is for the money, deuce is for the show |
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Trey is for the video, what the fuck is fo'? |
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Fo' is for the hoes, and 5 to stay alive |
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That shoulda been number 1, cause i don't wanna die |
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Add 6 when i begin to flip the big benz |
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With the candy-coated paint, plus the 20' rims |
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And what they hittin fo', i roll 7 out the do' |
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Took his bankroll, plus his diamond and his gold |
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8: 'don't be late' is for my niggas paper-chasin |
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Got nines for trick niggas in the game player-hatin |
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10's is for my niggas locked down in the pen |
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And my niggas dead and gone, until we meet again |
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11 is for my poppy up in heaven |
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Tell god send me a blessing, cause i'm down here stressin |
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12 is for the records we sell, we're goin platinum |
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There's no turnin back now, so let's make it happen |
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All i ever wanted to do in my life was be a hustler |
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Some don't get it, but feel me when i spit it |
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It's all about the dollar |
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[ verse 2: o.c. the sinister ] |
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It goes one for the money, two for the show |
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Everybody in the game know how it go |
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It's a whole lotta hoes, a whole lotta dough |
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Keeps me watchin on toes out my back window |
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Creep slow by the ghetto, we never go without the .44 |
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For urban travel, watch the scandal |
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You petty rivals can't handle |
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Hit your block, increase props as we dismantle |
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Channel my vengeance through this sentence, i'm relentless |
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You bitches wanna spend this, then get pimped |
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We're never said to beat any listener senseless |
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Heavyweighters livin major, pumpin this here, no circumference |
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Who is this? o.c. the sinister |
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Navigatin, now we're raidin all over your area |
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I'm darin ya to static with this rap-a-lot shit |
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The camorra make hits, tag licks, like movin bricks |
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The lyricist full of canabis, livin extravagant |
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With elegant bitches, plottin riches |
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On quick-to-get-rich niggas full of liquor |
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C'll shine one time livin bigger |
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[ verse 3: lo-lo & o.c. ] |
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Now everybody in the game know how it goes |
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Players like us do shows and pimp hoes |
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Oh-oh, it's the sinister and lo-lo comin through |
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Them niggas playa-hatin, what the fuck they wanna do? |
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I want peace, but if them niggas want beef |
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We gon' have to take the heat to the streets |
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Knawmean? they tryin to stop dreams and block creams |
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It seems like what? they hate to see us havin lavish things |
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Pictures in magazines, nice cars and diamond rings |
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Ah-ah, ah-ah, we can't have no fake niggas on our team |
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Now you watch my back, nigga, and i watch yours |
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One's for the dough, two's for the shows, hoes, and tours |
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