[Kane]
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I got 28 grams, that's a ounce of D
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7 grams a quarter o-z, go for 2-50
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Cut off the shit quickly, now I got me a G
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Score four more times now that's a quarter ki'
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252 grams equal 9 o-z's
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Smoke with me, put it on the triple beam to see
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I got 36 quarter o-z's for cheese
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Soon as I get off these, rap makes me a G
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Rockin' up 18, sellin' 18 holes
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Mr. Dopeman, oh hope his pockets swoll
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Now it's '97 and I got me a ki'
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1008 grams, 36 o-z's, lots of D
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Sellin' whole ???, rock it up like 36
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My hustlin' niggas, cut it up, make it 50 ounce, 1 brick
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This be the drama behind the hoes and cars
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All my hustlin' niggas I know you grew up real hard
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Plus watch your back, plus watch for police
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Watch for these wanna-be's, that's faker than ???
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Comin' for your yola, V-12, and bakin' soda
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One mistake and it's over, don't be a hoe be a soldier
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[Chorus]
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How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
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When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
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How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
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When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
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How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
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When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
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How the fuck you gonna tell me about the game?
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When I ain't gon' change, I'm about my change
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[Kane]
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Now I got me a 100 pounds of weed
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5-50 a piece, now that's 55g's
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Soldiers, servin' fiends down in New Orleans
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Comin' out the projects sittin' on Gold D's
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Young G, snort coca leaves and ki's
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No Limit ready for war like we Vietnamese
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Talkin' 'bout, if it's a drought tax niggas like it's a 211
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Sellin' bricks for 27
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More pounds of weed, breaking it down to ki's
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Down to dimes and nickels
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Hit a lick, got you niggas sick
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How the fuck you gonna tell me about this game
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From the streets to the pen niggas know my name
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[Chorus]
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[Abel]
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100 grams of heroin, ??? 911 cut
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Got to sell it while it's potent or it ain't worth fuck
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Take a spoon and mash on the shit in baggies
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Got some cash on it, cops find it, gots to dash on it
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25 to life no questions asked
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80 dollars a gram, now that's alot of fuckin' cash
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My niggas that hustle, be quick to blast
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Cause Choppers and street sweepers think murder peoples ass
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You phony rappers talk about the game
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Been there, done that
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Buss caps, sold crack, jack while fake jacks
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Turn you into fortune like Pat Sajak
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Get down and dirty while you busters cleaner than Ajax
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No Limit, everything we say, we did it
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Went to jail and shitted, eatin' steak and spinach
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To big and you motherfuckers don't forget it
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Y'all niggas wanna start some beef and I'ma finish it
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[Chorus] 'till fade
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The Game
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| Kane & Able |
