[Intro]
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Aww, yes how you do today
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My name is N.O.R.E, that's pronounced Nore
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Here on behalf of thugged out militainment
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I'm here to see the president of the record label
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I believe his name is Mr.Isenhawk
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I been out here quite some time
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So, aww can you let him know I been waiting
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And aww can he please hurry his ass up before I bounce you undadig!
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[Chorus]
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So whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO
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You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo
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Shit give a hood nigga a chance
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Anigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance
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So whats the matter Mr. CEOOOO
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You can't look in my face and feel my pain yooo
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shit give a hood nigga a chance
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A nigga won't rob you, plus a nigga ain't gone dance
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[Verse 1]
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Ayo nigga through in the key and let the engine spark
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Yo I love the rap game, hate the buiness part
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An give a hood nigga a chance, that's what they won't do
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Cause I stay up in the office, with the toast too!
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An shit fuck a check, I rather cash
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And you know I shoot niggaz, don't bring up the past
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But I just came home,and ain't leaving alone
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Give a nigga one chance, im a have the shit sown
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I'm a hard worker, I don't need no handout
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I opportunity and im a expand out
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It's militainment, military entertainment
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Brand new hot shit nobody with
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So invest your cheese,and pay this thug
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We belong on uncut, not midnight love
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So just make sure our contract ain't slim
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And then I'm ready nigga, yo where do I sign
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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My pain ain't for eyes, stress rhymes
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Exchange to a lot of gunz and buiness, best times
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To the CEO, im basically saying
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My life switching, digging out
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Spitting for niggaz the same route
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Ladies too, I went the game route
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Respect what we came for, press support
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I guarantee we x these niggaz name out
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All I ask is my own ar's
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Marly marl, wise and shawn
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Truthfully we got our own staff
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The hands on experience, advance that executive paper
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Stay in the streets we set for greater things
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Whatever in the bank, bank on it
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Royalty time we thank each other
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Arrogant photo's we tear it down
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Bang them on billboards to skane
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Streets imagine, business of rap
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You can sit and laugh nigga
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Who done caked up, you flagrant as shit motherfucker
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Yo let me holla at you ceo, a.r and president
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Give me a minute, here me out ain't no disrespect
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Let me speck my peace, we got a ill click of niggaz
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Now we got producers with beats
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We already to put shit down in the streets
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Been hustling to long,we need a new way to eat
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And I'm mad at your whole roster dog, must of them niggaz is weak
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The rest of them are imposters dog
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I know muse and maze will bring you plaque
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I'm a hustler nigga the first day I finish my pack
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Hit us with consignment and we'll bring it right back
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We for real with this game,and we spit it like that
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And since you worried about spending, we got a album ready done
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So hold on niggaz here we come
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Running through every burb, hood, every slum
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Niggas don't won't none thugged out
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 4]
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Do I look like the type who like to dance in club
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I like to stack cash, my son need to know this is his dad
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Mother may I take one step into the game
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The streets know my name, the fame I had it before
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When I approach my lifestyle, more potent than dope
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I write it real for the world, hate the industry rope
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I'm thugged out golden nugget with blood in a bucket
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We from the hood were these snakes, when you spit they try an d dub it
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I got a european attitude and ready for russia
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My hot flow, will leave canada dry, you ask me why
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Most rappers spitting you lie's, just to make you buy
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Unitied states, im like a piece of the puzzle
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I got to hustle
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Like I'm a south american
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Sell you album's in bundle's
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So let me live it up, and let the streets follow my story
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And much respect to the artist who done, done it
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Before me so it's my time to sell records and taking the glory
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Mr. Ceo
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| N.O.R.E. |
