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I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the Little bad mothafucka with a pocket of rocks And I'm totin' these thangs, get my skinny ass kicked And niggas laugh, til' tha first mothafucka got I put the nigga in his Now they coverin' the in plastic I smoke blunts on a regular when it counts I'm tryin' to make a million dollars quarter ounce And gettin' lost on the five-o, them hos Got a 45 about survival Hey nigga can I lay low, some yay-yo "one-time" when I say so Don't want to go to the pen, I'm fences Narcs on a nigga's back, me by inches And they say how do you survive 165 In a city where the skinny die? Tell Mama cry Even when kill me They can never take the game from a G
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Still on parole and I'm the first servin' Pour some liquor on the for my niggas that deserve it But if I want to make a million, stay dealin' kinda boomin' and today I'll make a killin' Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the It's a clever disguise to keep me from the cops Ha, I'm gettin' high. I I'll die if I don't get no ends I'm in a bucket with 'em ridin' it it's a Benz I hate to let my music bump Drinkin' liquor, and I'm lookin' for hoes to fuck Rather die makin' than live poor and legal As I slang ounce, I wish it was a kilo A need in a major way Time to fuck my BEEEYATCHHey!, and paid You other mothafuckas But me and my mothafuckin' niggas
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Damned if I don't, and damned if a do So watch a young mothafucka a trigga just to RAISE UP But don't let them see you cry, dry eyes Young time to do or die I a pistol in my pocket Ready on my Ain't no time for a nigga to even cock And now see that mothafucka beat pain At point blank range he slept on the game Ain't a damned changed the dice, now roll 'em If you can't stand pain hold 'em Cause ain't no what you might roll You go catch AIDS from a slight cold. Nigga Better live your life to the You 'bout to kill a fool, got a mothafucka better pull it Cause even when kill me They can take the game from a young G
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To my in the penitentiary Loked up a mothafucka when they mention me Cause you fuckin' with the realest fucka ever born And again it's on I'm bustin' on these till they gone Who the hell can you get to me? I'm in the projects, parlaying my posse I keep my glock I need it cause they're all I finally it Now these jealous tryin' to FADE me I ain't goin' out I'd rather blast I'm on the corner with my niggas watchin' cash And I came up a way from food stamps And takin' from the low-life ghetto tramps Could you blame me if they sweat me I'm gonna open What could I do? Pull my or watch my nigga die I'm to the fullest givin' devil slugs I'm on the block slangin' drugs the young thugs And mothafucka, we be All day long, stay strong
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