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1 - How many niggas die for you
How many get a quiche the pie, wit you
I ain't 'bout those that get high with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

How many niggas die for you
How many get a like the pie, wit you
I ain't talkin' 'bout those that get with you
Niggas know, if a on ya head, then they ride with you

[Puff
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Well, ride for you, would you ride for me?
Well, die for you, would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you of cats
Let they man get struck, strike back
Stay in the street, seven a week
Shit get hot, you never blaze heat
Stupid motherfucker play me sweet
So I keep 'em on his toes, that way he sleeps
Bigger the king and the Pope, sling no dope
Call me anything but
When on, I guarantee my team don't choke
Want a war, you niggas better yo' force
And when I say we won't quit, believe this
I talk about a Benz, let you see the 6
And I'm talkin' to a ho, let you meet my bitch
Puff talk, you niggas take heed to this

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Yo, if you down to act, we came to
We beef '89, still watch back
A nigga smack me, smack 'em back
If it to the guns, then that be that
And lately, niggas that snake me, just me
Wanna send 'em without AC
I'm sweet, taste me
How much you really it?
Enough to put a mil' on it or deal on it?
This year Cancun, who I'm going wit
My own niggas, see I pay my own
Make my own chips, I my own 6
I knock my own shit, like I'm on my own
My day be short, need coke, raid the
I'm knocked by the cops, come the court
And niggas die for, go on the shelf
Disrespect and spend like a man below belt
Me, I had, so I never go for self
Had dollar bills with Teddy Roosevelt
Better slow down, tellin' you now, put the down
Kick door down, surround the block
Where you go
shots spit at you and that is not a whole round
Way I the furniture, think it was co-found
Here's the low-down, messin' with Mase go down
What more could I say but hey, you niggas know now

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[Lil'
right I'mma roll with my motherfuckin' dogs
Bitches ain't around when it's to go to war
This shit here, to fuck with
I'm the same bitch all ya'll wanna try ya'll with
Kim spread like syphilis
You I'm pussy?
I dare you to your dick in this
Chrome 4-4, in the 6-0-0, shit's ridiculous
Speak you're spoken to and only with permission
E.F. Hutton, when I talk, niggas listen
So ya'll be mad at me, 'cause I'm the Q to the B
To the E-E
Copped my CD, now all wanna be me
See me on the TV, beds dip in 3-D
Peep the CD, chromed out and out
My shit is for, your shit is loaned out
I gets it on, money growin'
Ice fully glowin', I'm bad to the bone
In the zone, I hold my own when the pain is gone
a splinter I enter
So why should I my blows in those
Do a bit upstate and take the for your troubles
My B.I.G, I'mma ride for
But it ain't too many niggas I'd die for

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