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You can try to salt, but I keep my game face on
And the only thing on your is stalkin' more digits than a telephone
Me and thirty-nine thieves jumpin' out of Hummer
From Compton, your crew get Dumb and Dumber

Grew up out of low cash like CB fo'
Now I got dough and you got one night stands gangsta, yo
See on the low it's all
But the threat of this new order is about to drive me crazy

And all you want is the Lex and gold
Bomb and stackin' your chips like Pringles
While my jack for platinum plaques
Quicker than one time Jack

I twist and sip yac
Plus, the Invisible Man got my back like a
So, why you all up in
Keep the and the fame 'cause all I really wanna hold
Is my artistic and control of my soul

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Ain't no tellin', most women are still waitin' and
Most of my is ex-felons
In two decades, rap went from Rock to crack rock
Now, everybody got a glock and it don't stop till brother drop

That's why I poured out a little drink for the Pac
What's a thin line between love and
A dollars in the bank and you still can't escape
It's a small world, after all, claustrophobic, you can't breathe

So store your ball like Reeve
It's the in you that makes you criticize me
'Cause if you handled your business then yo ass see
Nineteen-ninety-seven is crackin'

And I'ma get the ladies out their
Like was a car jackin'
say the game is to be sold, not told
You can keep your bankroll, I want of my soul

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My jaws flip sixteen bars like Dominique Dawes
But without no flaws, never a M.C. Law
See, I was servin' rappers at the school
When Lee was scrappin' with Kareem Abdul

You got into triple and guns, you ain't gon' shoot
I a million rappers in the same Versace suit
Or the same pair of locs, that's probably why you're
And your backstage and ghetto pass got revoked

Scrappin' or rappin' you want to happen?
If I ever come up short you the one I'm jackin'
thieves in the area like aircraft carrier's
We're F-15's and Anti-Wack Maf Machines

Michropone, sittin' on my vocal
busta's to the crossroads like Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It's the C O O L I O, well I, fold
I'm controllin' my soul

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