Tonalité : F# minor
Intro 1
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(verse 1) Ladies call me white Kane
Verse 1
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Pure as snow
Like cocaine
Cutie pies powder they
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I've been preaching to the stars
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Ladies be livin real harder
A lot of icons
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But consider me god
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Born in the seventies
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The eighties was growing wit time
Now it's two g nigga
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And the world is mine
I was a smart nigga
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Figured if he put me on the spot
Wit hot shit bubble me up til I rock
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Come put me on the block
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In a new form and new sound
For ja rule and I'm feeling
like I'm too strong
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I move on down to d.c.
V.a.
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And I even did as far as californ i.a.
Come to shit
They fly, they float, they snort,
they smoke
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Hustle, bag and mope
For more
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Down the freeway racing out of control
It's crazy
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When you fucking wit
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rule it's shady
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(hook) Niggas if you hustle and stick 'em
Verse 2
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It's your
life
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Bitches if your fuckin and striping
It's alright 2x
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We all got to eat
So live your life
Niggas
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It's alright
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Bitches
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It's your life
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(verse 2) Now I got to
Verse 3
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hit you wit some
other shit
Sentinella gutta shit
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Four sides of the chrome
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Flows smack you wit the rubber grip
Never been a nigga,
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niggas want to play they cards wit
See me in the dark whip
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Better go call your guards quick
Better go hit the block and tell
them bitches that shisty shit
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Known the freaks face like
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that yellow bezel ice shit
Similar response
Yo that kid spit the nieces
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Baby re- intise this
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Cd's raise they prices
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Make a nigga chain
Paid off in a different name
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Maid think they got flame
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Shade just hit the brain
Me and ja fucked around and made
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the teams a list
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Two niggas from two sides
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Like a 7 10 split
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bitch
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Verse 4
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(verse 3)
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Niggas from the east
Christ from the gun to the mics
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I'm living my life
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Running through hell wit no ice
It's a sin
But I'd sell my lost soul to win
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Go to bed and die
Then I'd wake up breathing again
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Cause I'm all in
Even though shit ain't right
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I wake up sweatin my life every night
Help me
Is it the devil that going to get me
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Or is it god don't feel
like being bothered wit me
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So hard to hit me
This life a sacrifice
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If I grow blind through the dark
my kids gonna see the light
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If I die young it's cause
a nigga too high strung
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Got scary love for gun wit too
much weed in my lungs
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And still niggas screaming
ja the one
The chosen
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The god's only be gotten son
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It's my life
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