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zuò cí : Betha, Hornsby, Myrick |
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Uh yeah yeah, shit is crazy yo, |
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I feel you though nigga |
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Who woulda ever thought, same niggas, it' d be them same niggas |
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You are the same nigga though |
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Same nigga that couldn' t get the deal |
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Now I' m the hottest nigga wit a deal, you ain' t changed a bit |
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Yo niggas never got nothin' good to say quick to blame' |
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Fore you judge me feel my pain |
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You know it ain' t a vest in the world that could shield my reign |
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You ain' t got money for the gas bitch, get out the range |
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Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change |
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Nigga' s feelin' like |
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I changed but |
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I' m feelin' the same |
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So who cares if they beg to differ |
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When all them niggas that beg to differ is cokeheads and sniffers |
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Take me for example, least |
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I made itYou think niggas in the hood should appreciate it |
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By time it' s happy birthday, it' s gon' be belated |
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When you me, everything you do get exaggerated |
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You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out |
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Take a piss in the street they say, you pulled your dick out |
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As a youth it' s just a lot of shit, |
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I wanna live out |
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Got alot of friends but only had a few when |
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I was without |
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Same niggas |
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I was starvin', couldn' t get a crumb from |
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Sometimes |
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I think, where all these mother fuckers come from |
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I needed money for school, couldn' t get no ones from |
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Got jumped in the park and couldn' t get the guns from |
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Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis |
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Hell no, these motherfuckers can' t hold my stick |
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You think, |
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I care if they get mad? |
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I don' t owe them shit |
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Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga |
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We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas |
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Don' t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas |
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Same niggas get caught, blame niggas |
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Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas |
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It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel |
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It be the same motherfuckers that' ll get you killed |
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Them same niggas, them same niggas, them same niggas |
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Them same niggas, that' s why |
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I don' t fuck wit niggas |
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I got a brotha named |
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Ant, right? |
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Glad to be home |
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Been through a lot of shit so |
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I' m glad to be grown |
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But yo', where were these freaks when |
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I had no jeeps |
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Livin' on 34th |
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Street and we ain' t have no heat' |
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Cross from |
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P. S. 92, 7th and 8th |
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Asked you for dough and you said " No", dead in my face |
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But now that |
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I' m on, it' s like |
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I owe everybody somethin' |
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All my niggas dead so everybody frontin' |
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Same kid' s went to |
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Catholic school is dealers |
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And same niggas had no heart is now killers |
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I reminisce on what |
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I said in the mist |
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But even when |
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I dream, it wasn' t better than this |
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But actually, the niggas who would scrap for me |
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Or go as far as gettin' guns and clap for me |
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Ain' t even here to get a platinum plaque for me |
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I talk to them but they don' t talk back to me |
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I ain' t know you that long so ain' t much |
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I can ask of you |
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And when I reminisce, |
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I can' t take it back wit' you |
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I can' t ask " Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?" |
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So I don' t really need to rap wit you, ya know? |
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We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas |
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Don' t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas |
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Same niggas get caught, blame niggas |
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Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas |
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It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel |
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It be the same motherfuckers that' ll get you killed |
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Them same niggas, them same niggas, them same niggas |
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Them same niggas, that' s why |
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I don' t fuck wit niggas |
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Yo', I figured if we all out, it' s all right |
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As long as when we all brawl we all fight |
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I' m under niggas hoses like roses |
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Here I am, |
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M A dollasign |
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E nigga, fear no man |
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Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight |
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Just call my bluff and it be on tonight |
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I got words of a madman tattooed on my arm |
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Ain' t fuckin' wit my sister ' cuz |
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I' m mad at my mom |
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Blink sayin', " That ain' t you wit a gat in your palm" |
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But Blink, it' s either that or be harmed |
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So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh |
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Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death |
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So my sister wanna rap and |
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I wish her the best |
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But I would never wanna wish her my stress' |
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Cause it' s like when |
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I hurt, y' all laugh |
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They put me on every forecast sayin' that |
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I bought ass |
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So I drink a tall glass before |
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I spazThen |
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I take it like a man and let it all pass |
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I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me |
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I show niggas love and niggas underhand me |
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Then they wonder why |
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I want no family |
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What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from |
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And I fear when new year' s come, ' cuz it might be the year |
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A good nigga die ' cuz when you good life ain' t fair |
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Like you call on the saints but the saints don' t hear |
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You could cry to the |
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Lord, it' s like |
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Christ don' t hear |
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So instead of hood winkin', |
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I give you the plain facts |
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If I never change, how |
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I' m gon' change back, explain that |
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They sayin' |
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Mase ain' t the same cat |
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But every time you get robbed |
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I get ya chain back |
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Them same niggas, them same niggas |
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Them same niggas, them same niggas |
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That' s why |
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I don' t fuck wit niggas |
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It' s crazy like that, you know what |
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I' m sayin'? |
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You' ll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal |
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He think that that shit come with |
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Rollies and they come wit' |
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Benz' sCome with |
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Bentleys and houses and shit |
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They don' t need no one to work, a nigga quitin' |
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We might be from a different hood but we the same niggas |
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Don' t be thinkin' shit all good it be them same niggas |
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Same niggas get caught, blame niggas |
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Same niggas, go to court and name, niggas |
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It be them same niggas, man, regardless how you feel |
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It be the same motherfuckers that' ll get you killed |