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[C-Murder
That's(Fol')Me. Me.
Ya That's Me nigga. Check it out.

You know that nigga that be strutin' a thug
(That's Me)
That nigga mean muggin' in club (That's Me)
You know that nigga, that just give a fuck
(That's Me)
And if you wit that boy you betta duck (That's Me)

Cause you don't go to war wit me (war wit me)
I my dawgs wit me (dawgs wit me)
All my niggas they gon' wit me (fall wit me)
I'm that CP3

It's the 2G plus, and I'ma get my on
And it down like B12 and get my grind on
I'd never leave you hangin, so dap dawg
I'd never play you close I rap fol'
I'm from the south, yeah I'm strapped, and plus I'm up
And keep movin' on green and I get fucked up
I hope you niggas takin notes, so pay black
I'm the of all thugs, now picture that

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This for all my dawgs, out there raisin' hell,
Stack yo chips, and yo mail, brah
From Rolodex to Memorex, to sex on the
I disinfect like bleach
Wit my .45 on my dresser, I betcha
I wet cha, if you try to to me nigga
Wit that chop, chop, chop, TRU on top
CEO ends, in a Benz wit my friends
Sippin Hen', up out the bottle my nogga
Six deep, so don't you try to my nogga
I fuck wit P, and a nigga like Silkk too
That's my crew, nigga T-R-U

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You see them on the wall, we ball, we did that
The most stuck up, you met, we hit that
C-P-3.Com, for beat, rhyme for rhyme
Cut Boy time, so let a thug nigga shine
You be like, not 'C, or maybe so
I'm straight up, I say dawg or nigga hell no
I'm gon' do when I get outta jail?
My mind on my money, stack chips, and mail
Uptown, Downtown, Bound, I found all my rounds
Wit pound from them Deadly Soundz
how I be, what you get, is what you see
Locked down or free, lil daddy, Me

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[C-Murder
And told me to stop thuggin'. You must be crazy.
Me. Ya'll better ask sumbody. This aint no game
boy. TRU Records, us. Forever. Peace Out.

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