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accept." [Baby] You know somebody upstate [B.G.] That minute that I had had done turned into a second Got a day and a wake-up left, and I'll be steppin
split Y'all represent a 17th set that don't even exist Now that's a shame, you reppin' just to get a name You can't survive in this game cuz you niggas
a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz My people say it's a shame They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money
on the D.L. I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L. Now I ain't no rapper Playa, I'm a game spitter Ten Gs a show That's the only way you 'gon
enemies Y'all know how we do it [Verse Three] I be the Young N-O, to the B-L-E Last name O-U-T-L-A-W-Z M-A-R was the for starters, flee the whole cartridge
analyze You're lookin at a bitch who specialize in tellin lies She got a body make a motherfucker fantasize Her face ain't never shed a tear through
I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face When I gave her the keys to her own house. This your land. Your only son done became a man. Watchin
Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
Back door pussies stretchin them undeserved dollars I know you want a taste, I'm a bring it to your face Bring it to your face, say it to your face I
listen Take a second to stradle the fence Let me tell you about what you been missing Ain't a damn thang, when (or why?) you thinking the grass is greener Like a
So if you read that I done flipped, then you know the story, about me [Hook] Take a good look into my eyes, and all over my face your bloody death With a
, oh yes Flesh be runnin' a hoe check Betta check ya Rolex, Ya timed now fa givin' up respect Ta them S-C-Ts from C-L-E the scandalous niggas that dwell
