I done been locked up wit the worsest of niggas
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Armed robbin con men and murderous niggas
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The dope boys be the first to deliver
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Green, brown, or blow, got mo snow than Buffalo in the winter
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Think these lyrics is comin from a pretender
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If I said it I done seen it or done it
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So I mean it when I say you don't want it
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Done came a long way from jumpin the hunnids (hundreds)
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To baggin them quarters, doin shows from L.A. to Flawda (Florida)
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In Atlanta, I'm the law and the order, the king of it
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Got a throne and a brougham and a (?) that's chrome
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Callin houses on the water my home, wit no mortgage or loan
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If I live in it I bought it and own it
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If I'm wit a bitch I caught her and boned it
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No question, no less than a week and she's in confession
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And I bought no necklace unless I'm investin
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No exceptions, I'll open ya closed session
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You ain't hard til you cookin like this
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You ain't mob til you fucked wit the click
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Or you flippin them bricks
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We make music for the broke and the rich
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For the hoop and the 6
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For the hustlas went from nothin to (?)
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We hustle from 6 to 6 to 6 again
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Sell fat nicks for 10 til the bricks get in
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Venturin from ATL to Michigan
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The talk of yo town, y'aint even worth mentionin
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Peppermint try'na get another shipment in
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And Sam Goody just hit us on the hip again
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Got hot shit under our fits that'll pierce ya skin
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And the click I'm in some made men, know dat
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Got a deal now, but I was the shit befo dat
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Totin steel now, but hold my own wit no gat
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T.I.P. the answer to the question "Where them hoes at?"
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The heat is catchin up to niggas runnin 4 flat
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At the club gettin crunker than crackers on Prozac
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Say you got some dubs on the Lac? Well shawty where the vogues at?
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T.I.P. ain't the shit? come on shawty, don't act
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I'm the hottest thing ever flowed over 24 tracks
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[Hook X2]
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Some niggas wonder how I made it, I do what it takes
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At school I was cool wit the nigga who threw a 22 in ya face
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Took ya starter coat and choked ya til you blue in the face
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Or you might know me as the nigga who fucked ya bitch and bust 2 in her face
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Either way, I'm a winner like the 4 and the trey
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You probably never held mo dough than I can blow in a day
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Sometimes I'm wearin gold, sometimes I'm ridin on it
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Between us, I doubled up off my signin bonus
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K.P. and Jay say "Shawty, ay you goin legit"
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But I ignored the shit, when I scored a brick
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I bet you never knew how quick 36 O's'll flip
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Yeah I cook it til it bubble up, see how quick it double up
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Competition's in trouble I'm supplyin the hood
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Born, bred, when I'm dead, I'ma die in the hood
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Niggas be tryin the hood, I open fire in the hood
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Shut 'em up, wet 'em up, and let 'em lie in the hood
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[Hook X2]
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You Ain't Hard
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| T.I. |
