Key: Db major
Verse 1
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This is for my hustlers, hustlers, ballin', ballin',
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This is for the gangstas, gangstas, holdin',
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these game changin' ain't the same no more
Nah, niggas like bitches, bitches, talkin', talkin',
until you put a fuckin' gun in they mouth
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But believe me, he a dead man, dead man, walkin',
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cause when I see him, I'm the egg nigga out
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Is my brain stimulated from the purple?
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Or niggas worshiping rap?
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Rock a fitted, now you on some
G shit
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Till somebody blam you with them hammers,
leave you twisted
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See everybody rap funny,
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act funny like they getting paid
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Till one day,
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You ain't buckin' nothin',
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cuttin' nothin', lettin' nothin' die
You ain't cockin' nothin',
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You ain't built for what we be on,
Saddam here
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Your gangsters is in the house,
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yeah, you know it
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G's up, hoes down, nigga,
that's how we on it
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And we ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, you not go
I get dough, you don't roll,
then on show and I blow
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This is for my hustler,
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hustler, fall, fall
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Hold up, this game changin'
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Talk, talk,
until you put a fuckin' gun in their mouth
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But believe me,
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he a dead man, dead man
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Walk, cause when I see him,
With dope fiends leanin',
thugs schemin'
you know what mean?
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Gotta watch for the snakes in the grass
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Let you know niggas quick to put
them jakes in your ass
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Gotta watch him, don't trust him,
you better bust him in the jaw
Cause you know it's hard to touch
dead on the floor
Cause I'm packin' heavy metal,
metal, metal
And I ain't talkin' bout the
Tars, man, I run up on your call
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Have you reachin' for the stars,
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We eat nigga, starve,
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don't give a fuck who you are
we showin' proves
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So homie, lay your skills down,
You wouldn't last one round,
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you know how the goons do it
box cutters for the snitches
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ballin', ballin'
Niggas snitchin',
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watch how you rollin'
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This is for the gangsters,
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The game changin' ain't the
same no more, nah
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Niggas like bitches, bitches,
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talkin', talkin'
Until you put a fuckin' gun in they mouth
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But believe me, he a dead dick,
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dead dick, walkin'
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Cause when I see him, I'm a head nigga out,
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ha!
Outro 1
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ChordsBb Eb Ebm Bbm F
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