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If I gotta ride |
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Then you's gonna die |
| [00:19.056][Verse 1] |
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I hope ****** ain't really tryin' to break my bones |
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Cause if you are make sure you know a nickname you want for that tombstone |
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Play hard as a rock bullets can break stones |
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Break bad boys down like Jenny did Sean Combs |
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I'm hot as an oven you just a pressin' comb |
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I'm not impressed homes you should've stayed home |
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And prayed that rooftop blocked you from gettin' s**tted on |
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I gives a **** if A&R's don't pick up the phone |
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I swear there's no one like me but if there is then I gotta long lost twin or they made me a clone |
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I don't care about friends I was made to be on my own |
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I came in this world by myself and I'm leavin' alone |
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Hopefully with a crib that I can call my own |
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With a backyard the size of the ******' Georgia dome |
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Pop you popped s**t and I might pop your dome |
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Give your homies a reason to make a memory song |
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****** swear that they love when the beef is on |
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Knowin' that plummet time the only time he'll roam |
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You better hold your breath I give you workin' death |
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And recommend the gun be your chaperone |
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I know young ****** that look up to Al Capone |
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And they look 17 but I swear that their mind is grown, s**t |
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I'm so grown and the reason why I write this way |
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Pac and Big be ghostwritin' my songs |
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You can play the boss but if you get shot |
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From bein on top then homie that's your loss |
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I'm nice wit it |
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I'll pop your man then leave some money on him so it can pay for his funeral costs |
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The ****** tryin' to get money like Fort Knox |
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Either from the rap s**t or back down to the cut rock |
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And you can play a baller but deep inside you know you just an actor |
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Yeah, somethin' like Rick Fox |
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You ain't a thug homie you just a fox |
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In the midst of werewolves somewhere in the boondocks |
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And I'm really from the streets |
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So if I ask for beef homeboy don't bring me no pork chop |
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I turn your skin to pork homie with one chop |
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With a rusty switchblade that's dirty like bum socks |
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They say the flow is crack |
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So wherever I rap best believe you can call it a **** spot |
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I swear |
| [02:20.970][Hook] |
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If I gotta ride |
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Then you's gonna die |
