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Don't hurt nuttin.. |
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[Chorus] |
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A teenage thug (you can't tell them shit) |
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A teenage thug (nigga just chasin his dick) |
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A teenage thug (he want the world to recognize) |
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A teenage thug (he's a man now, f**k his size) |
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A teenage thug (can't stop him, they on the rise) |
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A teenage thug (the court of law despise) |
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A teenage thug |
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[M. Thug] Wanna f**k and puff lie |
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A teenage thug |
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[Nas] |
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Dreams of bein a doctor will deteriorate |
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Takin over the underworld was a clearer fate |
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Luxury cars, a hundred girls at my face |
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Laced the name brand, had my game plan mapped out |
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Lost respect for those cracked out |
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Most of my elders were failures |
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to the poison that killed Len Bias from bein Celtic |
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The later I would hang, the greater my slang |
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It took my english, replaced it with game |
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Only cared about, sneakers and two-two bullets |
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Influenced by the hood, wasn't scared to pull it |
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Dared to do what I would |
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First blunt they passed me tasted nasty |
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Then overwhelmed in the spell the blunt had me |
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Eyes red, pants saggin |
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My first dime cut me off for braggin |
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that we was home alone tappin |
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Experimentin liquors, doin mixes, feelin sicker |
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Finish the Henn, throw the bottle, hope it hit ya |
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[Nas] |
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Blacked out, I can't see shit sober, not the least bit |
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Hold your head little man, y'all can't tell me shit |
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Try to knock the pants off shorty, my hair just cut |
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My Timbs just bought, the chain I sport I floss |
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Thugs walkin through the block party, hands on my drawers |
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Poppin cham' corks, posin like the man of New York |
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Talk to this hottie with my niggaz who quick to blast you |
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if you old cats, to these niggaz, they harass you |
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[Millenium Thug] |
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Hey yo 'cause, growin up, I almost shattered my plans |
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Some might say, I'm young at heart, but I'm a grown-ass man |
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Givin food to my fam, damn, remember the first time |
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a street thug showed me how to pitch dimes |
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Only twelve in this hell where kids die |
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I want bricks off the scale and just slide, and let my shit fly |
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My Range shift by, I peel the road up |
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with my shirt up, sweatin, with the ice restin on my chest |
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Wild as a teenage thug |
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[Chorus] |
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[Millenium Thug] |
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Livin and lovin this life, cap peel pump niggaz |
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And since these thugs is trife, give 'em dap for that |
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Yo where your mack at? I got mine |
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Twist weed pop wine shift finds, at the end of the night, it's all fine |
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Livin and lovin, cash stack cousin |
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Yo' own fam blitz so quick, put clips through whips |
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Six type shit let you hold it, ice roll with |
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twenty below with gat golden, my hand look swollen |
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Under my glove shit rocky |
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Unless somebody in my life try to stop me, get popped papi |
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A breddern, straight to the head that my medicine |
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No fam of mine do time, we crime settlin |
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Deliverancy unbelivable, Na'shon tracks smash people |
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I chill up in the regal Eagle |
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And plus it clap happy all of them hoes that's born happy |
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I rip nappy, nature's to cut the roof off of Caddies |
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You see me? |
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[Chorus w/ variations] |
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[Nas] |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't-don't-don't, don't, don't hurt nuttin |
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Don't hurt nuttin.. {*fades out*} |
