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Yeah... Uh huh... There's a lot of in this world 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 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 niggas always leave in two's Weed and booze I'll-have nigga's leaking from Ain't no back home Mom's leasing your room Nigga's will lose their grins it's Lupe and friends And them orange juice Timb's in a coupe that swims Now and days.. Emcee's be and my mic check be betta than they whole album They wonda why they can't touch it cause my shit stay over there - 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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