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A military mind nigga |
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A military mind mean money |
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A criminal grind nigga |
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A criminal grind mean hustle, you know |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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Now can your mind picture? A thug nigga drinkin' hard liquor |
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This ghetto life has got me catchin' up to God quicker |
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Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger |
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Semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggaz |
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Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday |
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And fear of man grow on trees |
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Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes |
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So niggaz whisper when they mention |
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Machiavelli was my tutor, Donald Goines, my father figure |
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Moms sent me to go play with the drug dealers |
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Hits fall, we thug niggaz and we came in packs |
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Every one of niggaz strapped sippin' on 'nac |
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In the back, my AR-15 |
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Thuggin' till I die, these streets got me cravin' thorazine |
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My lyrics are blueprints to money makin' |
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Fat as that ass that honey shakin' |
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My niggas tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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I bust a trey-trey, buggin' an' shit, they call it overthuggin' and shit |
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But I was just a younger nigga, gettin' older and lovin' this shit |
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But what was I doin' in this place? |
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To the fakes without a pistol in the first, facin' termination in the worst |
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But I figured to play the wall to watch all these |
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Playa hatin' niggaz position for I could see 'em all |
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Made it up out of there, lucky to be here to tell you |
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But it'll never be a repeat people I'm tryin' to tell you |
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Now picture the scenery, I'm thugged out smokin' greenery |
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Considered a B.G., but I'm off in this game somethin' D-P |
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My eyes only see deez, that's why I'm young and burnt out |
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Learned the know how, well how to do now, by 18 turned out |
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And why I do it the ridin' and smokin' collidin' with foes |
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In the worst place y'all shouldn'ta fucked with us |
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In the first place y'all real O.G.'s, droppin' game to the youngsters |
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Y'all don't want no funk 'cause |
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Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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I breaks 'em off with this gangsta war story tale |
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Stackin' loot up in the coupe that I protect with a Mack 12 |
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Slap my clip in the chamber, fool, your life's in danger |
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No one will remain when I come through dumpin' insane |
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Call me Bo-wl of Major Pain, gun-slang and movin 'caine |
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I be the nigga that's pullin' the trigga |
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And dumpin' the hollow points in your brain |
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Mo' bigger balls that Ru Paul, Thug Life ain't a ball |
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We bust that ass up against the wall |
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Never been no sign for men call |
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How we bucks 'em down on the way to the ground |
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Ain't nuttin but the hog in me |
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Bust off his dildo, killin' up hoes and keep mobbin' G |
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It ain't no calling the funk off, don't be funking with my sawed off |
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Bust they dirty-ass drawers off and had them bitch niggaz hauled off |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, we Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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My whole family been raised, on shit that ain't okay |
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Ain't nuttin' on this earth will make a nigga like me stay |
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I'm reminiscin' and catchin' flashbacks when niggas ran up |
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In my house and I was too young, to try to blast back |
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What happened then? No one would tell me since I was three |
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Heard that God took my peoples, now they livin' somewhere free |
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But fuck that, you got what's mines and I want that |
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Never drop my guard, been on the squad, since ways back |
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And now I'm sittin', holdin' in anger because my parents' missin' |
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Thuggin' Immortal, we got some war stories for ya |
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Now look at me straight Outlaw Immortal |
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Never gave a fuck 'cause I was nobody's daughter |
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Outlawin' from my tits to my clits, don't try to figure |
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'Cause the murderous tendencies of my mind can't be controlled, nigga |
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So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer? |
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Would ya try to trip with my finger on that 9 milla? |
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When I got cha on kay-nine-fourths, prayin' to God |
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As your life goes back and forth |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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We tradin' war stories, Outlawz on the rise |
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Jealous niggaz I despise, look in my eyes |
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War stories nigga, ha ha ha, what players do |
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Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz, motherfuckin' Tupac A K A Makaveli |
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Can you feel me? Just so you know, it's on Death Row |
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My niggaz love that shit, Dramacydal in this motherfucker, he he he |
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Yea nigga, shout out to my niggaz Fatal and Felony |
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C-Bo, the bald head nut, what? You know what time it is? |