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Yo A what's goin on? [AZ:] |
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Yo yo, what up baby boy? [friend:] |
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Ohhhhh [AZ:] |
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Hahaha [friend:] |
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What's the deal my nigga? [AZ:] |
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Look at you, uh huh, lookin like money [friend:] |
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You know what it is [AZ:] |
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Yeah [friend:] |
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You know what it is [AZ:] |
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Yeah [friend:] |
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It's been 2 or 3 years, right? [AZ:] |
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I know, I been a minute right? [friend:] |
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I know man, listen here [AZ:] |
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It's all good tho, you know |
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I'm maintaining [friend:] |
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You lookin good though baby boy [AZ:] |
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I mean whatever, lets get it poppin [friend:] |
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Alright, well |
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I'm with you, gimme ur number [AZ:] |
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No doubt, no doubt [friend:] |
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Here go my number right here [Verse 1] |
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You know the happenings, homies just yapping and |
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Hand shaking, laughing, and exchanging all they math again |
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You usually lose touch when you traveling |
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A few dudes bruise up in the batteling |
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Parked on |
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Madison across from the |
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Radison We talked about the taddling some niggaz did in |
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Maryland Plus discussed, no homicides unraveling |
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I asked was he dabbling he laughed and said he managing |
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His Cardi frames was as clear as a camera lens |
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He hardly changed, |
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I was near in comparison |
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We joked about how police choked him out |
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And he claimed as far as fame |
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I had enough to bust in |
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Operas mouth |
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In other words, |
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I was up in clout |
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And from the curb |
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I need to pull a |
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Larry Bird fore |
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I'm up and out |
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Without a sound, snatch my |
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Guinness off the ground |
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Rose up, gave him a pound and told him, "Homie, hold it down" [Chorus] |
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You know the game insane in the brain |
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Big thangs in the |
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Range, real niggaz never change |
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And though we homies and we no longer hang |
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You know you know me and that love still remains |
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So thru the fame, thru the fire and the flames |
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I adapt to the pain, real niggaz do the same |
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And though we homies and we no longer hang |
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You know you know me and that love still remains [Verse 2] |
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It was Tuesday when |
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I saw him, figured |
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Friday I could call him |
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Woke up early |
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Wednesday morning, flew a chick in from |
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New Orleans |
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She ain't that average bitch who be dogging for dick |
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You know them chicks that get you sick when they keep calling |
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Up in Nostrum's for a fresh pair of the |
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Force 'em |
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Of course with footwear |
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I be that first nigga that sport 'em |
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Caught 'em, before the salesmens even had time to assort 'em |
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Bought 'em, before any celeb stylist eva saw 'em |
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Warm soon as |
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I copped 'em in the spot playing possum |
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Debating my destination, lacing, weighing my options |
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Celly started rocking, |
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I anwsered, "What's poppin'?" |
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They anwsered and said, "They shot him, now the hood got a problem" |
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I had to swallow, reaching out for my water bottle |
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Tryin to figure what nigga, why and by who, then |
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Before you know it, the other voice told it |
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It was homie from the old click |
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I just seemed to spoke with |
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Oh shit, this can't be serious, that's my word, pssssh [Chorus] [Verse 3] |
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It's Doe or |
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Die, we survive till we slain |
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And it's no surprise, homie was prolly high when they came |
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I know the guy, he was fly, him and |
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I was the same |
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A Gemini, with a status symbolized as his name |
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Godly trained, he could camoflague on any terrain |
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Cardi frames, we go back like bottles and |
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James It's a shame cuz they say his baby mom is to blame |
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But nonchalantly |
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I refrained cuz it constantly changed |
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From close range, somebody please slowly explain |
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If they just wanted some jewels why didn't they go for the chain? |
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If they just wanted some news they coulda left him in his |
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Hanes But no, they just left a nigga breathless and banged [Chorus x3] |
