The Way (Intro) chords by Fabolous

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I   said,

Verse 1
fuck em all, motherfuck 'em all
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Y'all done turned a good guy into
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a Chuckie doll
I would've been your friend
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till the end bitch
Guess there ain't no friends
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in this shit bidness
Just a bunch of assholes
in the shit bidness
But they won't flush me down the toilet
bowl without my tissue
These bitches talk shit out the same
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mouth they kiss you
These niggas kiss ass with
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the same mouth that dis you
Ew, you niggas disgust me
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And they ain't talkin' bout shit
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unless they discuss me
Let's talk about how,
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I'm killin' everything I touches
Or how I walked in this
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game with no crutches
No Diddy, No Dupri, No Dr. Dre
No Cash Money from Baby
and no rocs from Jay
And I'm still here
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We still here
What does this break dude?
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It's still here
And dude talk, concernin' New York
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When I was runnin' the city you
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was learnin' to walk
So I watched you niggas
take they first steps
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And I was happy for ya,
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daddy was clappin' for ya
But, wasn't for me
prolly wouldnt've happened for ya
So I rest my case
I'm a rappin' lawyer
That's unless you wanna
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talk bad bitches
Section full of bridez
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illas, that's mad bitches
No words, I describe em with letters best
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They pretty as can be,
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curvy as the letter "S"
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They keep it G, they sweet as T
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Look good in the passenger seat of V
They ride double R,
smell like double C
The Bags are L.V., D, or a double G
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Fly as hell, shades wire cell
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On E, sippin' P.J., high as hell
And please don't even
talk about swag
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I'm cool and collective
A Fool with perspective
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I'm far from being typical
my respect is reciprocal
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I already came up
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You still on the zipper pull
And I would say my style is
5th Fab meets Brooklyn
I keep the hood watchin',
I got the streets lookin'
They watch what I do,
so they know what to do
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Lil money never told big
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money what to do
Money talks,
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if u speak guapanese
A language better known if
you gettin cheddar holmes
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If not get a loan,
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use that like Rosetta Stone
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And that way you can holla bout a dolla
I hear em cryin' broke,
they holla like a toddler
Come holla at yo gualla, don't
holla at sovallas
You'll end up down under
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tryna holla at Koalas
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I keep that nine on me, Ala Iguodala
We can get it jumpin like
the drolics on Impala
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I feel like Neno lettin em rock
wallas off the colla
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Somebody tell me something,
What the fuck happened?
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Somebody talk to me, muthafuck rappin
They infiltrated the game,
but who let in the pookies?
Kingpins is snitchin' that shit is not lookey
So fuck new friends unless
they stay solo
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Cause who gon' watch you back
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after you kill Manolo?
Isn't it ironic Santana's own
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fella stabbed him
The king of New York die while
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I yellow cabbed him
No Carlito's way
When I spot a hater drop
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him like a hot potato
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You ahead, got me later
Yeah I keep it gangsta but
I'm a do it my way
The new day of the week
is called 'My day'
So its my say, pass my K
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I'm through talkin'