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So do they really fuck with me, or who I'm becoming?
And you can't be around me if you ain't getting money
And niggas steady talking 'bout me but
with a mafia (Huh)
Look you don't know shit about UGK
Or Mr. Fat Pat and Grey Screw tapes
I rep the Screwed Up Click peep the watch I'm wearin'
I'm
collide
And you always seem to survive any cards you've been dealt
So tell me where you're currently at with your physical health (okay)
And while I
everyone
You know where I'm from, give a fuck how you come
Got a stick in the car and it sound like a bomb (boom)
I came in this bitch with a mil' worth
by my side
& the world in my arms
All these pretty girls
About 50 girls
But I’m only gonna choose 1
So how you gonna talk about bread
When he ain’t got
shoplifting at the rap store
But sabotaging me ain't easy
I'm crooked like Nathan Wick starring as Cochese
With a big baseball bat you get robbed
love me, and you touch me (I love you, and I touch you)
Every day I know you’re by my side
I see you, and I feel you
Every day I’m filled with pride
So
got a fat dime, call her 50 cent
Pretty face, but the waist measured by fitting fence
I got a silly sense, sorry just getting lit
whores do love Harley
like I'm finna take flight
Niggas can't block my shine
You better off trying to go swim with a great white
Little Jamey couple freaks it's a great night
game, heroin in
The vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who the next nigga
Ta get popped by a cop? Who the next in the hood 2
Get shot? I hope it ain't me,
What they rep Who give two, Shits
Fuck around, Might get hit With two, clips
I'm from a, Real jungle Know I'm, Ruthless
In a room, Full of sharks Like
Will it be funny
I just wanna rock
On the beat and say
Words from my soul
You can find soothing
And if you don't know
Den who you gonna blame
We all
respect like war hardened Vet
NWA birthed Dr.Dre,
Snoop Dog, Eminem, and 50 cent
Got stuck in the groove with the Brand New Heavies
Rebirth of Slick, with
yo bread snatched and know who did it ain't no get back
You ain't wit that so calm down with all that yip yap
I'm a big dawg these lil niggas is
I'm making moves in my city
For all the people who done stuck with me
This that get rich or die trying
This that making cents like 50
I done set more
poppin' pills
Should a been a goner but I'm still here
Getting money with the G's
If you ain't really there
Like a trick up your sleeve
Your bitch got more
presentations to grand juries
Who collectively refuse to indict murderers captured on video
Freed by unpopular opinions that trump the overwhelming evidence
we move to a rhythm
50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'm gonna get em'
I know you gonna let me shine and get mine
I know you gonna let me in with
but I managed to
You supposed to go with how you feel, I'm not mad at you
G-Wagon matte-blue
She get my rocks off, I buy her Goyard
Fuck all
the coochie
Overdrive I'm coming out with the hammer
MC Hammer
50 Glock I look like Marilyn Manson
Bruh I'm fucked up man I'm off 8 pills
I'm chewing pills
Man,
marijuin'
And I'm put the lent in ya dents
Then you'll be stressed out with no dollars and no cents
Dressed in gear from last year, that you bought
you)
(I love you)
(I love you)
The dream of Huey Newton that's what I'm livin' through
The dream of Eric Wright, that's what I'm givin' you
Who
know
We leave ‘em stretched inside the road
Nigga, behind my bros, I won’t fold
Say lil’ Herm
Where you at? Who swung that fire?
(Who swung that fire)
grimey
They'll slime you, foreal
I'm grabbin' the wheel
In love with blue bills, I'm drivin' the boat in this shit
I pray that I live to put on for my fam,
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