Key: C# minor•
Verse 1
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[E-
40]
Don't cha' know...
Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top
of the line rhyme,
Fuckin' em' like that therapy,
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Yeah, it's another one of those potentate,
dope, laid back
Mob style, sippin' yac, top of
the line rhyme,
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therapy
Fuckin' em' like that there beats,
Verse 2
miracle
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Fuckin' em' up like that,
You better get up on my history
Sittin' em' down mutual
Spittin' that ol' playa,
gangsta shit
was born and raised since
Me and my Keesh I needed
cash
Rocks wasn't groovin' at the time
So way we got out money
Put together a group called
the see- L- I- see- K
Verse 3
hustler,
E
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I'm just a hustler don't cha' know
I'm just a hustler,
E
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And spit some of that ol' gangsta shit back at em' man,
would ya
[Verse 2] I'm on the last nickels,
Verse 4
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four of
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Front- row seats at the fights
Cause I ain't nothin'
nice on them dice
So before you gamble against a hustler,
Napoleon, macaroni,
96, 6 big screen television
40 comin through with the real number
From blocks and blocks away you can here the boom,
I'm like federal
Hoes want to get sexual cause they see me
Tellin' you man these heifers now
Through dark alleys,
takin' other routes
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Hoppin' over barb- wire fences,
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Mob bin' and squadin' hoggin' and guardin' bitches,
check it out
Takin' and shapin' and makin'
Yeah man, you can call me federal
[
B- Legit]
be ridin' around here
and what not man
Takin' these penitentiary
chances
And they ain't even got
they grin on
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Mr. Flamboyant
Verse 5
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[Verse 3]
I got boys from my team with the
up- most respect for me
For- real lunatics that's
I can't afford to take no loss
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It's all part of the rap game and that's
it, it's who you know
Not how damn good you are
Everybody and their mama want to rap
something and go and speak on it
Man I just be spittin' this shit to
don't be recognizin' ya game
Must be stuck on something either that
naw that ain't my forte`
I'm sellin' a bunch of units under
E
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ground without any airplay
Folks be wantin' to hear this
type of shit when they roll
Man I'll never sell my soul
I'm federal
Verse 6
fuckin' em up like, E
It's been like three years
in this motherfucker
[E- 40] Hell yeah, you know a hog like me
Verse 7
G#
You know what I'm sayin' (Yeah)
I'm a money- hungry motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'
All about my scratch, artillery,
Verse 8
E
know like that, that's right
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E
But you know it's still
some folks out there
there for you and what not
Verse 9
I got
some good shit for them
You know what I'm sayin
ol' shit for they ass
with some mo' shit like this here
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Ya want me to drop that shit (Drop that
[E- 40]
B
E
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B
I'm takin' money to the bank
Didn't have to pull no licks
Cause I'm makin' hits
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You can't stop me man
Didn't have to pull no licks
[E- 40]
40, I'm goin' federal
Can't forget Legit,
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The whole damn Click,
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al
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Rap Dogg,
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E
he's goin' federal
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Mr. Flamboyant, oh right that's me
B
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E
can't fuck with me
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that's what's really goin' on
Outro 1
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