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[Intro]Only thing |
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I could tell y'all, it ain't like what you think |
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I'll never speak on my people[Chorus 4X: Master P] |
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Same thing make you laugh'll make you cry |
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They claim that they love you then they hate you at the same time[Master P] |
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It's a shame mayne, |
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I can't change mayne |
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They'd rather see me on the block catch two to the brain mayne |
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I'm tryin to be here for my son to get bigger |
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And you ain't real 'less you got a gun and droppin a ***** mayne |
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I try to change my life, |
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I try to do right |
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But I feel like a felon on my third strike |
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Cops pull me over, try to harass me |
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I seen the |
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R. Kelly tape but these young girls nasty mayne |
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And the ghetto is infected with |
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AIDSI've done seen so many young black males on the pave' |
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Died with they eyes open, leave momma's heart broken |
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Got that **** in the hood, *****z still smokin |
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No education mayne, just inflation mayne |
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A bunch of ghetto people out here tryin to make it mayne |
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*****z'll test you when they know you a killer |
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My people livin for the lottery man scratch 'em and peel 'em |
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Damn[Chorus][Halleluyah] |
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I pour out liquor for my *****z who done fell victim |
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Whether they behind the trigger or the shell hit 'em, listen |
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I guzzle beers for my brothers that's missin |
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Whether they in a box or they locked in state prison ***** |
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Tattooed tears, to represent the day |
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Of the ones that caught that hot slug to the head mayne |
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This for my *****z on the block misled |
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Who think they gotta hold glocks or **** rocks to cop bread mayne |
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Listen instead, |
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I think I got a better plan |
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To bring you a brighter day, make you a better man |
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Switch the hustle, try to get your mind ongettin legit in the world, ***** get your grind on |
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Paper come in other ways, even though crime pays |
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Put down your 9 my *****, use your mind today |
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And you'll see, your paper start to multiply |
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The same thing that make you laugh, man'll make you cry[Chorus] |
