All I did was teach folk in the community A place where ain't no lawyers, or no 'munity Talked about animosity and how to keep it Explain to in detail why you boys know my struggle It's that real deal shit from a real My ground make me a ill motherfucker Somebody say you might not like my music you might get burned from it Mr. with this shit dope, you learned from it It's that murder man music, it's nigga Boosie 30 chains on his neck, look at him, that nigga He on parole but look 'em, he got 22 toolies I trained 20 niggas, to bust 20 umph I thought 'em how to sell, how to they mail they slip and fell, I got 'em outta jail If that real, what you call that? Came home got it all back My line nigga, call back
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I took with no hustle, made 'em out a G Ran with niggas Busta and Tommy Smee I took care of niggas, if I was sliding, they was sliding me Wonder why a nigga couldn't sit and on me Fucking we did get up and lie on me And that ain't how I raised shit, Mr. any nigga got my back, I know God got me They I wasn't coming home, card watcher They say all my niggas looking they got hard faces Mr. Miyagi, why the fuck you they couldn't break? Something rouge, they was schooled by a mental 'Cause all they had was niggas brains on the dinner If they ever ghetto, they look up to me Every baby just a letter, they won't with me If you's a animal, use a lama, then I'm me Wax on, wax off,
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