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Yo, the sun shine forever But as long as it's here then we as well shine together Better now never, business before pleasure P. and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no what, we air tight So when you hear make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself, by Our music keeps you movin' what are you You know that I'm two levels above you Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me Talkin' crazy, gon' get you nothin' but choked And that jealousy is only leave you broke So the only thing left now is God for these And B.I.G. you know you too hard for these I'm a win cause I'm too smart for these While they makin' up facts (uh) you up plaques
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We got the real shit! Fuck y'all wanna do?
It's all up now What I'm a do now, What I'm a do all fucked up now