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[Verse 1] |
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[Refrain] |
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[Verse 2] |
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[Hook] |
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[Outro](AZ) |
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Fake thug, no love |
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You get the slug CB4 Gusto |
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Your luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though |
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You freak niggas played out, get fucked and ate out |
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Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out |
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Dipped attache, jump out the Range, empty out the ashtray |
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A glass of 'ze makin' mad Cassius Clay |
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Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns |
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Regulate with my Dunns |
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Seventeen rocks gleam from one ring 17 |
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They let me let y'all niggas know one thing |
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There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King |
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The highlights of living, Vegas-style roll dice in linen |
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Antera spinning on Millenniums |
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Twenty G bets I'm winning 'em |
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Threats I'm sending em |
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Lex with TV sets the minimum Lexus |
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Ill sex adrenaline |
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Party with villains |
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A case of Demi-Sec to chase the Henny |
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Wet any clique, with the semi-tech who want it |
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Diamonds I flaunt it, chicken heads flock - I lace em |
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Fried broiled with basil, taste 'em, crack the legs |
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Way out of formation it's horizontal how I have em |
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Fuckin' me in the Benz wagon |
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Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon |
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Grab your gun, it's on though |
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Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in broad daylight |
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With the broke Mac it won't spray right |
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Don't give a fuck who they hit as long as the drama's lit |
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Yo, overnight thugs bug cause they ain't promised shit |
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Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha-shit |
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I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death |
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I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin' |
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I peeped you frontin' |
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I was in the Jeep sunk in the seat |
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Tinted with heat, beats bumpin' |
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Across the street you was wilding |
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Talkin' bout how you ran the Island in '89 |
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Laying up, playin' the yard with crazy shine |
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I cocked a baby 9, that nigga gravy be mine |
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Clanked him |
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What was he thinkin' on my corner when it's pay me time? |
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Dug 'em, you owe me cousin something told me plug him |
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So dumb, felt my leg burn then it got numb |
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Spun around and shot one |
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Heard shots and dropped son |
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Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come |
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Then they came asking me my name, what the fuck |
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I got stitched up and went through |
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Left the hospital that same night, what |
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Got my gat back, time to backtrack |
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I had the drop so how the fuck I get clapped |
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Black was in the jeep watching, all he seen speed by |
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was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one |
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That clown nigga's through, blazin' at his crew daily |
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The Bridge touched me up severely, hear me Queensbridge |
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So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours |
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Be lightin' L's sipping Coors on all floors in project halls |
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Contemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before |
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We used to score together, Uptown copping the raw |
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But a, a thug changes and love changes |
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And best friends become strangers, word up |
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Y'all know my steelo |
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There ain't an army that could strike back |
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Thug niggas |
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Yo, to them thug niggas getting it on in the world you know Yo， |
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To them niggas that's locked down |
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Doing they thing surviving yaknowmsaying |
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To my thorough niggas New York and World wide |
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Yo to the Queensbridge Militia |
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'96 shit, The Firm clique |
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Illmatic nigga It Was Written though |
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It's been a long time coming |
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Y'all fake niggas, trying to copy |
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Better come with the real though |
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Fake ass niggas yo |
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(They throw us slugs we throwing em back, what) |
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Bring the shit man, live man |
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(Fuck that son, word up) |
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Nine-six shit 1996 |
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sampled from Sting - Shape of My Heart |
