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Yo nephew, give me some of that No Limit shit Yeah, We got my nigga Fiend in the house C-Murder in this motherfucker Mystikal all up in this
for some ass Oh, Well hold up Listen partna I ain't no cheap thrill 'Cause Miss Badu is always comin' for real And you know the deal Every time
all of y'all, then ball Then tell Da Brat to keep her mouth closed Fuck around and get tossed up by the fuckin' Outlawz Before I leave, make sure
now I'm settin up, the ultimate drive-by And when you hear this shit It make the world say "DAMN!", "I wanna kill Sam" "Do the niggas run this
Yeah, this album is dedicated To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin' To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Poppin' down P, I ain't drinking cheap shit It's G and Too $hort, every bar, gotta bleep it Album 25 it's the pimp tape Asked the OG, how long did this
rapper about to blow But his album came, and it was not good I think it went lead or double copper-wood So the silly little fans, they were misled By
Whose built by New Yitty, whose milked like two titties And I ain't even got to say my name I got this duck wit her legs up like, "say my name, trick
even up my sleeve A million albums sold and it?s hard to believe Well it?s true homeboy, it?s not a lie I used to sell tapes on sunnyside I used
Yeah, this album is dedicated To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin' To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
with the feds I'm back at the bridge You niggas is sipping on 40's I'm topping the keg you know how we play Like G's coming up off the Two in their ass
on Yo, we can go to war with the enemy All we need is A.K.s and Hennessy This ain't back in the days of Tennessee Pull the trigger and release
Ladies and gentlemen.. Fre-fre-fre-fresh! T.I.P., aye! I know a lot of y'all niggaz out there, Man who ain't up on this down south shit
While they coked up and weeded Open fire Now them niggas bleedin' See me in flesh And test And get your chest blown Straight out the west, don't get
Smoke somethin', bitch U-G-K, hold up, talkin' bout, uh Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab,
ain't never shead a tear In yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beer Ain't no nigga make no moves Get you scared, shook your fear Y2K hit
do cheap tricks to get chicks I just stand by my word (word) full attention And still get attention And still it should be noted They all
frivilous Thoughts, thug for the Bone, up puttin' this independent stardom. Seven relentless evil intentions, nobody knows 'em, I'm even a henchman,
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve That's my era shit Musical
to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell People look at you like
I made the change from a common thief To up close and personal with Robin Leach (yeah) And I'm far from cheap I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Smoke somethin', bitch U-G-K, hold up, talkin' bout, uh Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab,
While they coked up and weeded Open fire Now them niggas bleedin' See me in flesh And test And get your chest blown Straight out the west, don't get
the club with a K In the back of the trap where I lay In the kitchen on pots how I bake Hold up wait S-Rank Hold up wait S-Rank And my time don't come cheap
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