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A lot of nigga's... be playing the And I ain't having that like prayin' in school I'm keep more two's than true values That I how to use I don't need "how to's" Nigga's don't believe can bleed or bruise That's why solo niggas leave in two's and booze I'll-have nigga's leaking from wounds Ain't no coming back Mom's leasing your room Nigga's will their grins when it's Lupe and friends And them orange juice Timb's in a foregin that swims Now and days.. Emcee's be wildin' and my mic check be betta than they album They wonda why they touch it cause my shit stay over there head - like carry on luggage I'd give it to any on any budget - the rhyme in the I am niggas want nothin' of it
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