Key: D# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Every body want to know,
got him goin' crazy
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Fuck milk, drinkin' brew,
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Came to hit your lady, damn,
you lookin' fine
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Heavily sedated, but I waited,
man, I gotta shine
Ahead of my time,
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Started shit with a whole nation
Heaven is mine,
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reflections of a ghetto in fested with crime
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Children molested, it ain't no question,
we stressin' and high
Pressin' for time,
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like a lion protectin' his pride
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Sexin' your wife, who's next to reply?
Do the sides like never heard us,
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Dustin' off my beast
mister please don't hurt us
Give these niggas curb service,
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don't twist my words
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Let me swerve in the bird,
Jerk that ass from left to right,
see through these niggas
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like holy good dear tithes
mister who you sign with?
I'm on some last minute,
I'm right on time shit,
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welcome to my killing mill
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so much hell I just can't seem to chill
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I uh, get it still, bring the real nigga
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I got a story to tell, so much hell,
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I bring the real nig ga
A lil' loafed out, smoked out
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dealer out the southwest
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Bustin' out my dick, he's comin' get me,
nigga, God bless
Mashin' and mobbin',
blastin' and robbin'
What? Got my cash and I'm flossin',
dodgin' the law
What? Plus 11 brain,
they getting the player paid
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So I'm waiting, out of focus
and I know this
slacing me with game
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Get some work out on the block,
Bad days I don't complain,
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I'm insane in the brain, it's all game
Who on the lid of all the life?
No longer homies,
y 'all let's ride tonight
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No longer homies, see they all enemies
Now it's only me on the mission of OG
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I'm in the cuts, hitting these niggas up
Now I'm saggin' in my bridges,
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Gamin', I'm a wild motherfucker,
and it ain't no tamin'
I'm seekin'
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Mobbin' like Rikas,
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the ghost is in the house
and he's squeakin'
Easin' up on this nigga
with the nickel -platin' trigger
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cause the nigga know it's this a prison
feelin' pain
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Give that young player some game
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and let that motherfucker do his thing
Now who's to blame?
He wanted to regulate the Southside
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You bout to get your shit split,
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isn't it wicked when we ride?
Colombian crack smuggler,
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pandemonium
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Back from under, niggas,
So we can stack these numbers
I wonder, chillin' with some homies
from the West Coast
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No set trip, let's sit in the Lex
And sip the X -O,
my ex -hoe be jockin'
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Murderous mob nigga
on the runnin',
I ain't stoppin'
What it is and what it's all about
Let's see how the hell
we can rock the house
and kick these lyrics all night long
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Baby let's see how the
I grab a microphone
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and tonight it's on
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Let's see how the hell
Another day, another dose of this
Players stay close to this
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Can't lose your focus,
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we all got modes to kick
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Let's see how the hell
Another day, another dose, it is
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can't lose your fo cus
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We all got more to give
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We all got more
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to give
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We all got more to give
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Extravagant discourse, spiritual nature,
of a god gifted,
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hust ling motherfucker
named Mr. Mike. Peace.
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