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[x2 - the troubles, '????']

Yeah... Uh huh... There's a lot of things in this you got to accept, you know? Especially... Me! Listenn...

A lot of nigga's... be the fool
And I ain't that shit like prayin' in school
I'm gonna keep more two's true values
I know how to use I don't need "how to's"
Nigga's don't believe they can or bruise
That's why solo always leave in two's
Weed and booze 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 coupe swims
Now and days.. Emcee's be wildin' and my mic check be than they whole album
They wonda why can't 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

You got to!........... NIGGA!
the troubles, '????']
{Yeah no choice but to...... uh huh
You got to [Accept the troubles,
You know you got to [Accept the troubles,
{Accept the troubles nigga}...... with it
You got taa the troubles, '????']
Yeah.. {Listen}.. Yeah..

I'm never blunted cause table's can turn twelve hundreds
But I keep a 'three-eight' on that next to my stomach
Shells punished concerned well from it cause I learn customers return if the product is
Yo it's '????' hundred will walk for duke?' running best believe them bullets be in hot pursuit
Especially don't pull it it's not for you you dressed up like prom and 'bet it?' I'm the alarm
I got Winter in my grill and Summer in my palms and numbers on your Moms dumb and for the strong
I know them bars is hurting cause I'm a working dark child like R. Jerkings I see the sharks lurking on it hold it
CCF sponser the '????' '????' '????' '????' constant money I'm a fast learner a fast burner
And I hope you think fast cause there's no eating it's my turn to...

Ya Got Taaa...
[Accept the troubles,
{Yeah the troubles, '????'] ya got taaaa}
You got to the troubles, '????']
Accept the troubles nigga [Accept the troubles, uh... uh huh
No choice but to.. [Accept the troubles, '????']
Yeah.. Listen... Yo

Am I what you expected the good die
And I've been the hoods my son
I'm quite impressive best believe it's yayo with 'w?' '????' and 'lightning?' credits
Yo I mouth piece niggas swearing ya tough and ya that sweet nasty that gushy stuff
And 8-40 hoody with the '????' guts with the AK 4-fully that'll cook you and ya tux
Ya ain't thorough you got it mixed up like
Just cause they in suits that mean they the Bureau
Your small time so to worthless
feds in your house is the Postal Service
It's all why try and hate us?
Don't make me call
And you shook vibrators
Head shots to your 'linings?' and tempers
We hustlas '????' like five '????'
Understand

the troubles, '????']
You got to the troubles, '????']
{Gotta with it} [Accept the troubles, '????'] Go to sleep with it
No other choice but to [Accept the troubles,
Take it personal, go home - go to sleep... it to work with you
You got taaa [Accept the troubles, '????'] it nigga
You can't '????' '????' uh, yeah...
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