You heard them kids that's cold as ever
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So stash this in humble rivers
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Not forgettin' the name
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Infinite with gold frame
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Night for us thought they gotta lock this mic in a chain
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Everybody wants to rule the world and saddle my name
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Pronto
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Yo we whiping off slugs
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Before they blow like 380 grains that fit inside milis
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You know the dili
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Born God I'm on a different flex at night
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Yo everything's crisp
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Like pourin' guiness down the end of a chaulis pipe
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I've got you hooked like a cussie looking for cookie
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Chop chop tied 'em with blood in a cup
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I made you think twice to this so kick back and drink your whites
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Most talks are negative and some are dead while they live
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[Chorus]
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Strivin' to find a way
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I gotta get mine
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We find oirselves today
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Is freedom time
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Strivin' to find a way in tryin' times in this life
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I gotta get mine
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Yo, doin' shine moves like that old lady sky with a basin
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Carry from crime scenes not to exact they destinations
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Like crosstwon
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Task force invading your grounds
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Everybody slowly in the hallway
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Survalence in the lobby
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Father I can't make this hobby unknown
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I turn the H sideways like it's shown
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2-0 sewn
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A diamond cuts and A diamond cuts stone
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Dirty holsters hold dirty chromes
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Here today, tommarrow you're gone
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It's on these hidden cameras
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Glare these forty calibers
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They Shone
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Bout to feel the future, it's on
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From dusk to dawn these horney hockers sellin' half of they fluck
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This life is parallel to hell but in these days it's a must
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[Chorus]
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Now every man's bush inside the night club
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Yo let's see who can get the biggest chain
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Or the best at playin' these games
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Gotta be the phattest
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The man, I'm jammin' 'em back
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Around the corner where the light dims
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smoke sess and cigars and blow smoke
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Pull off the last of it, it dropped on the floor
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I stepped on it and put a twist in it
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You cats better be listenin'
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It's all about in the wrong place at the wrong time
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But you can ask Divine her inthesions
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Buildin' lessons
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On the top golden opportunities
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Some man is out for cut-throat
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And I ain't watchin' no face
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And that's a fact don't prove that
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Just dealin' with beers
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Most talks are negative and some are dead while live
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[Chorus out
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Gotta Get Mine (LP Version)
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