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