[Slug]
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Hey man, you remember Stephanie's little cousin?
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Yeah, a little feminine motherfucker
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Used to be scared of the football, yeah man
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Nah, nah I saw him the other night down town
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Wilding out man, it was crazy
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Running around Hennepin
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Waving a gun at frat boys and shit
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Ay dog, I heard you got those trees
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Wait dog, you can't possibly pee
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Even thirteen, what you doing open this late?
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You ain't got no older brothers to hold you in place
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Yeah I know, you gotta get your hustle on
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and life does go on and fronts like nothing's wrong
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State law says you're too young to work
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But a couple of bucks will put a gun up under your shirt
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Coke, weed, junk and speed
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Teach me another type of hide and seek
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Chemistry, economics, math and business
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Already a pimp before high school's finished
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Even the rich kids get in the mix
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Only difference is them bitches did it for kicks
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And we quick to say it's just a game that's dealt
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that gave you that rope so you can hang yourself
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It goes...
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[Chorus 2X]
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So big kid, where did you go?
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We made you grow up quick, showed you the ropes
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Do it up so...
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[Slug]
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The movies and the music taught me how to do it
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And how to build a crew, and how to get it moving
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Supply and demand came and held my hand
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Should've seen me back then, didn't even have a plan
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Only had a pistol cause they had a pistol
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Cocked that hammer and blowed them missiles
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I only had a handful of minutes
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So if we gon' talk then we only talk business
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Now tell me what you want from me
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I got a few females, you need some company
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Because y'all don't be where those junkies be
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But hold up now, you gon' pull your guns on me?
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Nah man, I'm a big kid with big dreams
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You gon' treat me like you know that I'm only sixteen
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Huh, well fuck it right? Shut my eyesight
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Only squeezed out a couple and I only got double life
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[Chorus: 2X]
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[Slug]
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Hey there girly, you got your worm early
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Jumped off the branch, fly little birdy
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Look around, but don't look down
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cause you see no need to touch foot to the ground
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Sex, drugs, rock and rolled up
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Them older boys got you thinking that you growed up
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Spent the whole day getting high
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Putting work on them little thighs
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And I ain't tryna criticise
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You gotta live your life, you gotta get your stripes
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Take aim and kiss the sky
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Don't be another one wishing that you did it right
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Nah do your best, it's all we can expect
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Try to see the game while it deals the death
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Got to keep keeping on, move it along
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cause there's a whole lot left when today's all gone, now
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[Chorus: 2X]
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The Ropes
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| Atmosphere |
