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Uh-huh,
I like that man, that bad-da-ba-ba, hot
I that, yeah who are you? Santana
Shit is man
Y'all think niggaz don't We do
Yeah, man I gotta get my thoughts together, I be a lot
Light up a blunt, of a rhyme sometimes too
But it's yo... zone out

[Juelz
The time is now, my grind is shit
My body is focused, my mind's in gear, start it
I'm moving at an unstoppable pace, I managed to reach the top of the
Before it started damn, man
Rip your man, for that green dollar
Plain my target, stay and holla
Shoot and from where ever my targets land
Damn, shit, I see ghosts when I
It's really, I got to wake up, just to know I was
Holding the heat, sweat all over my sheet
why I paint the most vividest pictures
My niggaz my in the same position I live in
No oil and hot water, just boiling hot
Cooking coke, to the oil and hot water,
But Who Am I

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Santana]
I lived the of a loner, with a righteous persona
But sold crack right on the corner
My consist of, a big puzzle that's mixed up
Big bucks, big drugs, if I get caught, it's big cuffs
Big bailor gets up, I get out, what, this shit sucks
I need to find another road to
One new and strong, not old and hollow
As I this bottle and smoke this reefeer
to some old Aaliyah, I say, damn...
And a tear comes down
Never a man cry, well you witness it now
Shit, this isn't game from the heart, this pain from the
is for you Dame, it came from the heart, so

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Santana]
Momma, I just you to know
I'm in love with you so, if you wasn't I'd be in love with you soul
My angel, I'd die faithful
Just knowing somone tried to you
I'll slide through the side of their facial
Squeeze and rip apart a side of their
I'd a slug, eat a bullet, swallow a gun
Shit, you gotta I'm your son
Damn, this type of love, could only come a son
Hold up mommy, I'm I'm drunk...listen

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[Juelz
Yeah, but it's more then the liquor and
Yeah it's more then the in me
Shit, I get it together
I was falling off, with drunk and sober thoughts
So, I'm still the truth
And what I'm still speaking is truth, is your younger sons speaking to you

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