[Trigger Tha Gambler]
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There a toker, under the numb, scumb looker
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Get the gatherin, big willy, me, thug rich and booker
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The gun to gun, face off, street smart nigga
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That I'm ready to tear your numbers right off the burners
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To throw the D-8 trace off, ruckus click cause the mystery
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Sellin, which, cap killin, go down in history
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You dissin me, bell to releact the combat
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I sit back, when niggaz throw raps
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I be like, "where your are at"
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[Rubbabandz]
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It's a leaky-leak world and I don't give a fuck
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All I wanna do is puff that purple stuff
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The sun ain't never shine on my block
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It's like a permanent eclipse
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The only light is gun spark
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Fightin on the premissis, that you want to be yours
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Catch your on the stairs, your floor's eight
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But, you won't make it past four
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I'm sick and tired of niggaz actin high fashional
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Flashin, wackin and not reactin
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[Smoothe Da Hustler]
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Yall niggaz, know what time it is
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Leavin niggaz withour no watches
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When I drop this shit about hustlin
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Yall niggaz know, who rhyme it is
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You gettin the head from bathroom
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To book-book to rap-rap to tracks-tracks to wax-wax
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When starts toss the headphone
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The dead zone, MC's get done since
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The grittiest square root
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Equals a dead mother fucker in my circumference
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The shell maxed, well matched, dressed in black leather
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To come through buildin for buildin
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Jack dead for crime cheddar
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[Shyheim]
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All day, I dream about guns, money, cars and bitches
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Thirsty niggaz, who want my riches
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I got somethin for em, in '96, you gotta be trife or die
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That's how it is in the streets of S.I., in god we trust the lye
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Niggaz I run with, their mentality is fuck it
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And heated with a vest, gun cocked ready to buck shit
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Altough they do, to makin crack and dope sales
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And jiggy-jigg won't stop us from gettin the dough, for real
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[Trigger] Money, clips and fat stacks make the world go round
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[D.V.] What makes the world go round
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[Rubba] Alcohol and marijuana makes the world go round
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[D.V.] What makes the world go round
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[Smoothe] Cocaine, lactose and boilin water makes the world go round
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[D.V.] What makes the world go round
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[Shyheim] Big guns, money and pussy makes the world go round
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[D.V.] What makes the world go round, round
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[Rubbabandz]
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Shaolin, Stapleton born and raised
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The battlegrounds is where we spend most of our days
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I lick a shot for niggaz slingin cooked up rocks
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To make the prophet, so all yall crap niggaz need to stop it
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I see my peeps transform like Autobots
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Shootin at missed, prime ass niggaz, who stop us from makin figgaz
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We can't be eliminated, the world wil be contaminated
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G.P. players activated
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[D.V. Alias Khrist]
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Shot twenty shells, twenty heads fell
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Twenty bodies rapped, twenty churches rung death bells
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The bitch fucker, the thug cop chucker
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The glock under my belt, tucker, the wild mother fucker
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My lifestyles, maxin, taxin, a pistol wipin
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Girl come here, bitch slapped and carjackin
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Cap carrier, contract arrangin, twenty-thousand dollar hit
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Body, the scenic
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[Shyheim]
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Bet your life nigga on two red and one green dice
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For fifty cents, nickels or get nice and pay the price
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A hot rolex with ice, fit around my wrist
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A gorilla in the mist, with a four fifth, kill you and your bitch
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Get you open like bullet wounds, deadly like toxic fumes
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Get my peoples ??? through all the ballons
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Wack rappers and listeners, this for all yall
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Can't follow, put my records out on virgin
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Cause my styles be sellin
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[Smoothe Da Hustler]
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Brooklyn and Shaolin puttin the hurtin in front of the curtain
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Hookin and crookin, I'm takin back uptown, back downtown like fulton
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I house the best, when i be rappin, I be packin
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So niggaz in clubs, fire marshalls got me on house arrest
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Front, I caution it, i bless so many mics
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After I die, niggaz'll cut my hand off and auction it
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Nineteen seventy-seven, february eighth
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This little nigga be packin big, but I ain't got faith to hustle it
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[Rubba] Thugs, slugs and drugs make the world go round
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[D.V.] What makes the world go round
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| [Trigger] Hand in p |
