[Prodigy]
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.. much more than you asked
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So many years and tears, the blood and sweat that fell
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Now it speak for itself
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I be the same nigga.. (get rich nigga)
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Uh-huh, get yours nigga, get yours nigga..
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We take yours nigga..
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Yo, yo I can see it Dunn, yo let's be it Dunn
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and we can manifest all the cash we ever dreamed of
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It's the cream I love, for the team I shove
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all fakeness and everything else to far away from us
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Ain't no discussin for the plush life
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My niggaz go hard and knock y'all down to survive
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In this jungle, wilderness, we was raised
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by the wolves and the scavengers, instincts like a animal
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But it toughened us, put a whole lot of thug in us
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And it paid off, cause can't none of y'all fuck with us
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Don't get it twist, I know, anyone can get touched
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but uhh - my style of Dunn is too quick to bust
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and too swift to just, talk in angles to
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Let me straighten that shit out for you, peep it
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I'm the Head Nigga In Charge, the best kept secret
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We killers, but chill Dunn (shhh) that's best kept secret
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Let's not jump off the topic, we talkin bout cash
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Fuckin with mines'll be, much more than your ass
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So many years and tears and blood and sweat that fell
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This dirt underneath my fingernails speak for itself
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I be the same if I had billions
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You couldn't understand my pain if you lived it
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Give me the riches, and all of my Dunns'll be drivin
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It's beautiful to see the click, live comfortable
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{*Chorus: Prodigy and B.G.*}
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[P]To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
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[B.G.]Get rich, get money, get paper, get paid
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Keep yourself laced, and get your ones
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Get your Dunns out the slums
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[P]To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
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[B.G.]Get dollars, get cash, straight up don't get fucked
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Get your bucks, and get big
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Stash your first millions and live off the interest
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[P]To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
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[P]To the Young Black Entrepeneurs
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[B.G.]
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When I hit the block, pistol on my side, bundle of dope in my socks
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Dime bags of powder, sack of twenty dollar rocks
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I'ma hustler, I was taught be bout green
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Therefore, I got to have it by all means
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I be thuggin, B.G. was raised that way
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Can't see me bein a hoe, you'll get played that way
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If I'm broke, you got coke, unhands that yay
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Be a man, don't break it off, gotta blast that K
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Drama, I love that, I bring that shit
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Dick get hard off that shoot-em-up and bang bang shit
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I'm Mobb Deep, with this click that I'm with, believe that
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Disrespect us if you want, we bang for feedback
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Glock got a bad mouth, when it start it don't stop
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Black talons go straight through the heart and close shop
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I'ma guerilla, I run with jackers and gangsters
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Convicted felons, and believe we armed and dangerous
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It gets real, I'm prepared for whatever it come to
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Let me catch ya with your drawers down, I'ma down you
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Police will find you in a project dumpster
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withcha dick cut off, stuffed in your mouth motherfucker
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I don't care, about you or no nigga that you fuck with
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Alla y'all can slip and get your head busted
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B.Geezy love this, gangsta shit nigga
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Whoever I beef with I creep and spank ya quick nigga
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{*Chorus*} 2X
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Y.B.E.
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| Prodigy of Mobb Deep |
