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Why the fuck would i change for a bitch
When god made me this way
You don’t like it
See him about it
I ain’t folding at all
Bitch my mother a dog

We trapping we getting this money oh baby
We stacking this paper
Niggas be Hating don’t want us to eat
So I see you later
Niggas be hating don’t want

to concealing guns
Can't recognize where the problem's from
So I look to the sky when I walk out at night
I feel like the chosen one
So imma stand up and fight

need shit
Lying to my face man this guy got to quit
If I see him in the streets, Imma hit him with the prick

First he tell us to relax then we got

a dark place like no lights and the days night
Don't be quiet now get the mic don't get stage fright
Fight back let me see what you're made like
Imma go

swea all my ppl they wild
Eagles see me mama look at me now
Run ts up just to get outta Town
Stay watching my back cause they think imma clown
If I try

believe I’m gon defend them
Just remember I’m that nigga and I know you get offended
Imma be on Billboards and on world tours
Yeah, I know that for a fact

money bring enemies, No wonders they was in to me
Now I'm just an East coast nigga on the west, I see
Pocket watchers, watching
Trying to get this recipe

on to the next ting
Eventually imma' get tired of flexing
My homie switched lanes, maybe it was the best thing
We gotta take risks, aint' no time for regretting

a hero
Baby I'm a dog Imma pitbull
I just get this money by the fist full
Fully automatic all my pistols
Had to cut her off but we still cool
Baby I'm

overseas
Buy you hella things, Louie V, can't you see
I'mma make you fall in love with me
I'mma make you fall in love, with me

nigga
Come and see the chef
We ain't playing by the rules
Put the toolie on the refs
Snort a foul line, nigga
Been high 'bout an hour now
When I get

that paper I'm running them bands
I'm trying get money wassup with ya mans
Stood ten toes I'm on land 
Getting this money was all in the plan 
I won't

paper I’m running them bands
I’m trying get money wassup with ya mans
Stood ten toes I’m on land
Getting this money was all in the plan
I won’t fold, I

Blessings by the truckload, specially when that money comes
Some people are placed in your life and it's for a reason
They fairweather friends and every years

with her friends they coming in threes
Yea she wanna find out
I might let her see
Yea she fine now shawty coming with me
I been laying the wood put her

Out on the streets in the 90's
Never had enough money for an ice cream
Niggas on the other side wanna fight me
All the chicks in the hood wanna wife

I'll never change
With all the money that I got or all the fame
But they gon see a difference after I escape
I'll be the same kid before I made

the  money walk... walk... walk... walk...
Do the money walk 

I want 5 Hunded Milli in the bank 
By the age of 25 cause me no got time
To be takin 95 , 5 days

imma flow
These niggas they act like some hoes
I'm in the trap in I serve up the bo's
I'm the type of nigga you can keep that hoe
If she too friendly ion

Everybody try'na get under my skin
But all the other haters think that I ain't gonna win
Everybody else think that they got all of these blings

Uh
Huh-uh
Uh-uh
Farii
Double two-three shotgun gon' hit yo' body (Yea yea)
I'mma get rich with my brothers, I'm feelin' like Roddy (Uh uh)
B.R.U.C

Ackrite [Instrumental Version]

Dr. Dre

2001

1999

It's fuckin ackrite
Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?
Ack-rite, bitch
When I see you in the spot, you just act right, you know

Ackrite

Dr. Dre

2001

1999

It's fuckin ackrite
Question is can I get some? Know what I'm saying?
Ack-rite, bitch
When I see you in the spot, you just act right, you know