i learned at a early age whats important in life
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its a game,bet your money,dont get caught in that dice
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i had tony montana dreams of takin over
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getting rich mixing yae,wit dat baking soda
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theres 3 options get money,death or jail
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fuck college,my career wuz right there in those scales
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never personal,nah im a businessman
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cut off a nigga hand he come up short on a gram
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put your money where your mouth iz,ill take yo chips
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cuz if dont make dollars,den it dont make sense
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ask any nigga dat did dirt wit da god
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i used to work hard,robbing niggaz dat work hard
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so if youre slanging keys
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or slanging cds
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the more you sell,the more jealousy youre gonna see
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im olny good at doing drugs,sports and entertainment
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thats what i told the judge in court at my arainment
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I sold everything from crack,to guns,to weed
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keep the heat between my boxers and my dongeries
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the whole business ran off supply and demand
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wit dis i had a whole hood inside my hand
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just taste it,swear your tongue be numb for a week
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but try to jerk it,swear yo azz be unda the sheet
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keep flipping it raw,keep sellin that weight
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till they,kick in the door,its the american way
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organized crime,infratated the force
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we above the law,thats cause we paying em off
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gave my debt to society,but wheres my change
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for when i went in,i came out worse or even the same
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its the game of life
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been like dis since the beginning
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who could get the most cars,collect the best women
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you cant judge nobody cause its all essense
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whoever die wit the most money in the end when
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if nothin good is wrong then i dont want to be right
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and if we got to knock a block or two then thats just fine
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call me the bad guy(the bad guy)
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i got to have mine(got to have mine)
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if nothin good is wrong i dont wanna be right
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Bad Guy
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| Sticky Fingaz |
