I, I tried momma
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I tried
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You lookin at me check yourself lil' bitch
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Mad at the rydas cause we all rich and shit
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Think about what you used to have
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And what you don't have now
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Trying to hate on me with a glass dick in your mouth
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Used to represent in Cleveland black trucks with the bumps
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Drive through the car wash now see you workin' , wash my shit punk
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You had all the bitches, paper, no trouble
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Now your ass is up in the air gettin banged out for pebbles
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I don't give a fuck it's like a horse with a broken leg
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An old crusty ass broken down piece of shit
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What's next?
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Next time I see ya
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I'll pull out my heater
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And melt your brain with hot lead you muthafucka
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I can't take it no more
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I gave it everything I had
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Back on the bottom and everything is lookin bad
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Face mad cause I'm hungry and I'm broke as fuck
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I see a man on the corner and you know he's stuck
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He out of luck in the wrong place at the wrong time
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I give a fuck if he blind
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All his money mine
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On the dime I whip the gat out
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Handles slippery cause I'm sweaty
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He tried to move so I'ma pull this lead out
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Check his pockets loose change and a note
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Sayin I used to be a rapper I'ma joke
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Hooked on dope and I don't wanna live, damn
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Please somebody kill me and end this life big
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Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
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Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
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I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star
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But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
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Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
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Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
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I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star
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But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
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Hand me that muthafuckin crack pipe
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I wanna smoke me a pebble
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I'm through tryin to be a rebel
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I used to follow them hip-hop tours
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Handin my demos out at backstage doors
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I'm through trying to be the next Dr. Dre
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I'd rather just smoke this rock away
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Phoney deals, contracts, labels snakes everywhere
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Shit...
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I heard that niggas from the hood was goin way out
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Returning back to the hood servin fools like a paper route
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Scrounging up whatever loot they got to buy a key
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But if ranchers grew weed like record sales and popularity
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Back to the corner slangin loose and clumps
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Gotta live ghetto fabulous with rims and bumps
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Gotta have the fuckin heater cause my hands are stingin
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Coming back in 2's and 3's tryin to peel your cap
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Cause occasionally you serve a lemon head delight
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But you think them heads are stupid
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Cause it's dark at night
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Plus you gotta get yours
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By any means it's on again
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But you record slangin yayhoo
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How the fuck can you win
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Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
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Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
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I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star
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But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
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Momma, momma I tried
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I just, I just couldn't do it
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I mean, I mean damn you never helped a mufucka
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I mean, I'm sorry momma
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That's just drugs talkin momma
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Momma I'm sorry
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Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
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Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
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I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star
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But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
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Back 2 crack I'm all fuckin tried
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Slangin' them dub tapes out the hoop ride
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I tried, I tried to be a hip-hop star
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But this rap shit didn't go far, go far
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Back 2 Crack
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Psychopathic Rydas |