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How you feel about, coming home with a, nigga for the If you nervous, hit the lights, I we only fucking out of spite Cause your man don't do you right, do you right, I could fuck you so I hit you with the 9 a.m. in Dallas who you like, baby, who you like
Machine gun raps for all my niggas in the Stadium packed, just glad to see the on the map I just the city life, it ain't about who did it first It's about who did it right, looking like "Preach" Open cases on me for a half a million I find peace knowing that it's in the streets I know, luckily I didn't to grow there I would only go there cause there's that I know there I don't know what's getting me I just like the rush when you see enemy somewhere in the club And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate your You ain't worried cause he's not who he pretends to be People like who was a best friend to me Start to become a distant Things change in that life and this life started lacking And fucking with me mentally, I it's meant to be Paranoid, always rolling my mothafuckin' boys But you gotta understand it's yours They don't really your ass with a mothafuckin' choice, man
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