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[x2 - Accept 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 playing the
And I ain't having that shit like in school
I'm gonna keep more two's than true
That I know how to use I need "how to's"
Nigga's don't believe they can or bruise
That's why solo niggas always leave in
Weed and booze nigga's leaking from wounds
Ain't no coming back Mom's leasing your room
Nigga's will lose their grins when it's 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 betta than they whole
They wonda why they can't touch it cause my shit stay over there head - like carry on
I'd give it to any performer on any budget - the rhyme in the I am want nothin' of it

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

I'm never blunted table's can turn like twelve hundreds
But I keep a on that burn next to my stomach
Shells punished concerned well from it cause I learn return if the product is humming
Yo it's '????' 'one hundred will walk for duke?' running best believe them bullets be in hot
Especially don't pull it dawg not for you you dressed up like prom and 'bet it?' I'm the alarm
I got Winter in my and Summer in my palms and numbers on your Moms dumb and dumbers for the strong
I know them is hurting cause I'm a hard 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 with a fast burner
And I hope you think fast there's no eating when it's my turn to...

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

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

[Accept the troubles,
You got to the troubles, '????']
{Gotta live it} [Accept the troubles, '????'] Go to sleep with it
No other choice but to the troubles, '????']
Take it personal, go home - go to sleep... take it to with you
You got taaa [Accept the troubles, Accept it nigga
You '????' '????' '????' uh, yeah...
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