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