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Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Lil' Tyrone tired of gettin' his ass whipped, so he holdin' that get down |
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His momma think it's my fault, 'cause he listened to ' |
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Back Down' |
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Bobby was a fuckin' bum, he pumpin' backs now |
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He need some fresh chicks, white |
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T's and fitted hats now |
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Uncle Rock a wino, he won't put the 'gnac down |
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Eric had the jump shop, but he's smokin' crack now |
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The Lunatics, the |
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Lost Boyz, |
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Cheeks shit is whack now |
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Country blew trial, them crackers got him on his back now |
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And Sean, runnin' round with his fuckin' get now |
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Up in niggaz cribs, sayin' where that money at pal? |
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Now Sandra from |
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BK I seen her out in |
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HoustonThat bitch travelled the world, she runnin' round boostin' |
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Now Toya got these bad-ass kids, they a nuisance |
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Her baby daddies never come around, they useless |
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Every now and then |
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I come through on some new shit |
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Pearly white six or some chrome deuce-deuces |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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Love me for bein' me, 'cause |
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I can't change it |
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Can't rearrange it, |
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I am what |
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I amSo love me for bein' me |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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Love me for bein' me, 'cause |
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I can't change it |
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Can't rearrange it, |
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I am what |
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I amSo love me for bein' me |
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When I was six man, momma told me god don't like ugly |
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I fell, scraped my face, and thought god must don't love me |
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Saw Owen every mornin' before school, he sell dope |
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Niggaz keep whuppin' nut ass 'cause he sell soap |
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Charlie be beggin' all the time, he stay broke |
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Flip be down on one |
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O nine, rollin' up smoke |
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Shameek, he a thief, catch a stunt in a stolen car |
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He that nigga that you call when you crashin' into a bar |
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See they love me 'cause |
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I rap now, but they don't like me |
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I been locked up three times and they ain't write |
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Stevie a punk, but fuck what he say, he can get mean quick |
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Pop shots at you, |
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Esau must suck a mean dick |
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The block's hot, |
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D's jump out on us almost all the time |
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They watch us from the buildin' but niggaz still be on the grind |
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Wayne used to call the cops and tell them |
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G had a nine' |
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Til G put that gun in |
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Donrad seat and said it wasn't mine |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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Love me for bein' me, 'cause |
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I can't change it |
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Can't rearrange it, |
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I am what |
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I amSo love me for bein' me |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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I'm so hood, |
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I can't help it |
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Love me for bein' me, 'cause |
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I can't change it |
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Can't rearrange it, |
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I am what |
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I amSo love me for bein' me |