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Huh?
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Yeah (yeah) yea - Yeah (yeah) yea
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Yeah (yeah) yea - Yeah (yeah) yea
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Yeah.. yo (yo) yo (yo)
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Uh-huh (Who?)
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CMB (Who?) Who else? (Who?)
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The undisputed CMB (Who hold the title?)
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We hold the title, you know why?
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(Aight, yes) Look..
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[Lil' Wayne]
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There ain't a cat out green that could deal with Weez'
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Homie quick like coupes, AH! Feel the breeze
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And I'm Holly Grove's heart, the hood made me trill
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The hottest Hot Boy baby, time reveal
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And I'm momma's oldest boy, papa's first seed
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But poppa's not real, he don't bleed what I bleed
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I'm nineteen strong, a kid with a kid
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And ain't too many people outdid what I did
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I rock bricks down, I rock e'ry town
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I puff the best 'dro, pound for pound
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Now say Round, the boy tough not bluff
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Yeezy Weezy, young money Squad up
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Whoever don't like it mount up
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Then down ya go, I been a champ like the dude Monroe
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Not in ten years, they still wouldn'ta planned it
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For every one to fall and I still be standin
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Undisputed
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[Hook] - 2X
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We can't lose!
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We been through too much pain
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Too much struggle, and too much strain
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This is CMR
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Though them haterz tryna lock us in
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We got it locked from the block to the pen
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Undisputed!
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[Baby]
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I'm the ice man whodie, it's nothin to ex ya out
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Put the G on the head, ain't got to say it out the mouth
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With the beanie with the bluejean jacket, metal packin
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Walkin up that walk and I'm bout that jackin
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I do this for the penitentiary, holla!
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I'll stunt for y'all while I'm spendin these dollars!
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I lock cells like four corner blocks
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I'm the bird man, I never chipped off the top
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I'm switch-handed, when I'm swingin I'm landin
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I thug on the street and I thug red-banded
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Wipe you off the land, it's a concrete jungle
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A tip fulla gangstaz, O.Z.'s, and bundoes
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The tip drops for the clowns I put under
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You know, I been livin like this for ten summers
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I'm the boss of the ghetto, black crow of the game
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3rd Ward survivor, ain't a damn thang changed!
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[Hook] - 2X
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[talking]
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Say hold up, check this out
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We 'bout to cut the lights off right?
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Send me some meddum and a joe
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And while ya at it, send that week down here wit it
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[Lac]
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Whodie I done sent for ya, so it's best ya come
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I'm Lac Saladin, the dog of the pris-on
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I'm the next best thing to the warden
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Plus I'm chargin, two bits on accordin
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I send words to an old blister, with no pistol
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The B.G.F. still sho' getcha
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I walk with my pants saggin
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I'm a H.B.G. for life, now what's happenin?
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[Mannie Fresh]
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Please whatchu talkin, I'm a dead man walkin
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If we was on the streets then the .44 would be barkin
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Keep the shank on the left side and the titch right here
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I'm the greasy outta B.C. that's runnin the tip
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With the Black Gorillas, petty hustlers and esay's
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Jeffery Dimer, Son of Sam, Arrogant Nation and O'Jay
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Now how you gon' stop them, throw away the key and lock them
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Tell the D.A. it's them against me, cockin
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[Hook] - 2X
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Undisputed
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| Cash Money Millionaires |
