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and gentlemen
We are here today
To
I see it,
Yeah,
I like this here
Yeah,
One-two, one-two, in the to be
As you can see
I am the crush
There's a whole lot of stars be groovin' in tonight
The record breaking and the record
Yeah, yeah, turn up

From the to over seas
Every city in between I hit the
fire like kerosene
Geting paid for more a decade
We been blazing, y'all wasn't for the pd invasion
Caught you off guard, got bitches, got
Healin' war scars, smoke out of the jar
Catch to and fro, nigga who you know?
No one important, just nigga flossing
Gotta seal, what I'm touching is
You just a clone a production deal
I sailed the seven and kept my head above the water
I left you, but now I am back for ya
But it's like we never bounced, platinum word of mouth
niggas out
Alot better, the too strong
I'm home now, daddy's been gone too

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What you niggas
Wanna slick
do shit, try shit, new shit
Who you wit'
You and your weak
you creep wit' got you in some deep shit
You coppin' pleas now, it ain't a
Trying to be niggas you can't even speak
You run, you can't hide
Bad boy the day we die

Tell they all jordan in the fall
On top of the hill like lauren, killing 'em
What you grillin' me
Kept my name good, we from the same
some change, put the range wit' the stained wood
Now chicks, keep they eyes on me
grind on me
Haters plotting so I keep my on me
You can't 'em when them shells is popping
Look good to the public eye, your streets is
At all times, put it all on the
Without a dreams of cream turn to nightmares
No one to talk to, don't know who to
Got your gun out and don't who to bust
It get like that though, when you stack that
Can't run from it yo, when they get close
So put up you guards, keep in god
I y'all the world'll be ours

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Your games amaze, but alot of ways, many
Can't sleep, I do I hear voices
Speakin' loud and clear, wait 'till you come out year
So I listen cause the street is missing that
What a world we in
So I'm shivering, slipping
work with what I'm given, shit
Bitches is trifling, hands out
hating, scheming and back stabbin'
That's why they hang around you, to be seen
to leave a gun fight wit' a full magazine
No blood, not hit, ain't warm
What part of the game is and who's side you on?
Can't be out for wealth and out for self, work
Find tucked and surrounded by dirt
In a verse I the whole earth my work
It got to get better because it get no worse

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