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Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month |
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To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up |
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Hey my nigga we havin' a wonderful day and I won't fuck wit me. Why? |
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Cuz it's the 1st of tha month and now we smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts |
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And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin' come come we got the blessed rum |
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From jumpin' all nights we high |
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Hit up the block to where? East 99 |
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I get wit my nigga to get me some llello |
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Double up nigga what you need? |
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We got weed to get P.O.Ded |
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Fiend for the green leaves |
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Give it up it's the foe sure you better lay low |
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Cause the po-po creep when they roll slow |
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If you can't get away better toss that llello |
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Keep your bankroll |
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Yeah we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high |
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And you better believe when it's time to grind |
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I'm down for mine crime after crime |
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Fin to creep to the pad cuz mom's got grub on the grill |
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If we got the food, you know it's the 1st of tha month |
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and my nigga we chills foe real |
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Wake up and I see that my sister is already dressed |
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She said \"I'm gonna run and go get my stamps |
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Watch and make sure no one snatches my check\" nigga that's the mailman |
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Sort through the mail and put it up in-a me pocket |
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So I be hittin' the 99 to get me a dub |
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Foe forty bucks but ain't nobody ride that rita |
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Hop on the 10 to the click |
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Ready to get 'em up with-a me thugs |
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And to cash that dum |
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I gotta get paid there there holla holla |
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Saint Claire got much to offer |
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Whether it be weed on 93 |
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Or off on the glock glock for some dollars, so |
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Get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh |
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Most all of my niggas got the same, and we gonna roll it all up to smoke |
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Hittin' that reefer hydro, you know the cut, so fuck them po-po |
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Toss all that llello, and we're gonna say no |
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Runnin' through the alley and into the melee |
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Up on the second the sundown |
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Those run from January, November, December remember the 1st of tha month |
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It's tha 1st of tha month |
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Gotta grind gotta get mine |
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In the hood that I claim |
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I slang on that double 9-9 |
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Gotta find them dubs |
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Gonna get a forty, can a thug get love? |
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What's up? |
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Try to stand on my corner |
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Nigga you'z a gonna Saint Claire niggas don't like that |
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And sellin' them dummies makin' that money come back nigga get pap pap |
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From the 1st to the 15th niggas smoke plenty weed |
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But I gotta save gotta come up |
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Put my rocks on the cut |
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When I get high nigga blaze that blunt, huh |
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Time to roll to the pad |
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Count up my profits and add it to the stash |
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Gotta watch my back see for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool |
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But never no shorts no losses |
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Dumpin' keepin' this niggas up off me see |
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Gotta search the whole block |
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Spend a couple of bills |
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Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st |
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Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off up early mornin' stretchin' |
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I'm yawnin' lightweight bent chugga lugga take a fifth to the dome |
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Instead I kick it with my trues |
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But it's the 1st so I'm getting my hustle on |
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Hop on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone |
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Wanna know did you O.G check come? (She put me down) |
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Imma hop on the bus with Biz (Yo Brother let's get drunk) |
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And I'm coming with blunt after blunt |
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Of this skunk |
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Nigga T just put me down |
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Oh God how I love when the 1st come around |
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Now I'm feelin' black and mild, headed cross town |
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Cuz niggas the 1st to get celebrated |
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Rushin' to the block cuz I wanna get faded |
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Lookin' all wild cuz I'm getting me hair braided |
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We heavy off into this game |
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True to the 1st just call me that pro slang |
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Them nickels and dimes and 20's and 50's |
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The 1st be the day for the dopeman |
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Slangin' that cocaine fool, and I'm working late tonight |
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And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs |
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Cuz I got them rocks for them pipes |
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Come come with them ease |
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I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff |
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Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas in the graveyard shift |
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On the 1st |