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Ahh, Suge what I tell you nigga,
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when I come out of jail what was I gonna do
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I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right
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Watch this, hey Quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
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The binoculars
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Ha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride
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Grab your bulletproof vest nigga
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cause its gonna be a long one
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Now me and Quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side
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The real side
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Now, on this ride there's gonna be some real mutha-fuckas
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and there's gonna be some pussys
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Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches
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The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor bleedin'
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Now everybody keep your eyes on the prize cause the ride get tricky
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See you got some niggas on your side
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That say they're your friends
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But in real life they your enemies
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And then you got some mutha-fuckas that say they your enemies
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But in real life they eyes is on your money
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See the enemies will say they true
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But in real life those niggas will be the snitches
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Its a dirty game y'all
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Y'all got ta be careful about who you fuck with and who you don't fuck with
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Cause the shit get wild y'all
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Keep your mind on your riches, Baby
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Keep your mind on your riches
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9-1-1 its a emergency cowards tried to murder me
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From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me
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Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed
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Nothing more I despise than a liar
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cowards die
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My mama told me When I was to see
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Just a vicious mutha fucker while these devils left me free
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I proceed to make them shiver
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when I deliver
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Criminal lyrics
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from a world wide mob figure
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Thug niggas from everywhere Mr. Mackaveli
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Niggas is waiting for some thug shit, thats what they tell me
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So many rumors but I'm infinitely Immortal Outlaw
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Switching up on you ordinary bitches
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like a south paw you get let
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And every breath I breathe untill the moment I'm deceased
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Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G'
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I rip the crowd, then I start again
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Internally I live in sin
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untill the moment that they let me breathe again
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The heartz of men
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(Chorus)
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The Heartz of Men
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My lyrical verse with so much pain
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that to some niggas it hurts
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My guns bust
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And if you ain't one of us
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it gets worse
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Bitch niggas get their eyes swoll
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in fly mode
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I'm a homicidal outlaw
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and five-o, get your lights on, fight long
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tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight
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so we might roll
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My own homies say I'm heartless
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But I'm a 'G' to this 'til the day I'm gone that's regardless
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Drive-by, niggas bow down
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thought I'd rot in jail, paid bail, well niggas out now
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Throw up your hands if you thugged out
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First nigga act up
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first nigga gettin' drugged out
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I can be a villian if ya let me
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I'll Muthafuck ya
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if ya do upset me
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tell the cops to come and get me
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rip the crowd like a phone number
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Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends nigga
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Look inside the heartz of men
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(Chorus)
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In The Heartz of Men
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In The Heartz of Men
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To all my niggas engaged in making money in the fifty states
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Keep your mind on your chips and fuck a punk bitch
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No longer living in fear
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my pistol close in hand
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Convinced this is my year
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like I'm the chosen man
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Give me my money and label me as a god
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If niggas is having problems
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smoke'em, fire and bomb
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I died and came back,
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I hustle with these lyrics as if it's a game of crack
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Thugin' is in my spirit
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I'm lost and not knowing
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scar'd up
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but still flowing
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energized and still going
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Uhh, can it be fate
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that makes a sick muthafucka break
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On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake
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What will it take ?
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Give me that bass line
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I'm feeling bombed
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Deathrow baby, don't be alarmed
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The homie Quik gave a nigga a beat and let me start again
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Represent
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cause I've been sent
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The heartz of men
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Heartz of Men
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| 2Pac |
