Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm checkin' all the streets where the game at
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I like makin' money, this some true facts
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You gotta stay away from
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them hoe niggas
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Cause they'll be the first one
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to try to put one in ya
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But I ain't trippin' though,
nigga,
that's some other shit
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I gotta get a clear view
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so I can focus in
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I can't trust them,
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far as I can throw em, yeah
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Cause they'll kick in your back
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door with the glory
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Remember what I told you way,
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way back then
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These niggas straight suckers
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and they ain't your friends
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Let me give you just a little game
across the board
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You don't know where
your homie stayed,
that ain't your boy
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You gotta keep the ammo ready,
for the deploy
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And you ain't talk
about nothin',
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talkin' all that noise
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And you a waste of time,
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you know my time is important
But don't get it twisted, nigga,
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I keep it crackin' for cer tain
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You better respect this shit
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Bet ter know who you
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fuckin' with
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I've been puttin' too
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much work in
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It's time I get mine, I've been patient
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And put on the backburner so long
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They don't wanna see me eat,
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but they dead wrong
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You tryna slander my name
in these streets
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But you ain't stoppin' that nigga
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cause I'm still gon' eat, yeah
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And when you speak my name,
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better put respect on it
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Cause I been doin' this for years,
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put the stamp on it
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And I been bangin' out these beats,
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put the stank on it
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Five -star general, better put a rank on it
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Drop that shit,
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make sure you put my name on it
Been workin' too hard
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not to receive no claim on it
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These niggas wanna hate,
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take food off the plate
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And they don't care, they don't care
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if you get a piece of the state
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I'm at the round table tryna get rich
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Feelin' like a n***a startin'
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to drown in his own piss
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Digged that,
had to hit the block with the book bag
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38 special n****s
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soundin' like the throwback
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You gotta do what you gotta do
to survive
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You can split it four ways
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and get a piece of the pie
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And I don't condone no snitchin'
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cause the devil's a lie
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I stayed lookin' down on suckas
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from the realm of the sky
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Now beat it
You better respect this shit
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Bet ter know who you
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fucking with
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I've been putting too
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much work in
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It's time I get mine,
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I've been patient
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And put on that backburner so long
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They don't wanna see me eat
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what they did wrong
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You tryna slander my
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name in these streets
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But you ain't stopping that nigga
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Cause I'm still gon' eat, yeah
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