Intro:
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Ohhhh! Ahhh!
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Verse 1:
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So what i grew up with them niggaz
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i aint stuck wit them niggaz
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we from the same hood
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but i dont fuck wit them niggaz
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if shit pop off
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i touch one of them niggaz
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cut one of them niggaz
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poke one of them niggaz
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Beg For Mercy number 4
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"I'm so Hood"
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first LP 10 million sold im so good
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i thought niggaz would love to see me shine
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but its makin them sick
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to see me gettin mines
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got that Benz, got that Bentley and the new Bugatti
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got the Range after partin wit the new Ferrari
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if its makin you sick
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to see me blow im sorry
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dude we used to be cool
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but i aint stuck wit you nigga
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i grew up wit you nigga
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but i dont fuck wit you nigga
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got shot in the back
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den turned around and got shot in the eye
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labels Tupac lay down and die
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there's a message in my music can you hear it God?
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the mans never gonna blow
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another reason why
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this disease infested
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when i spit it any nigga can get it
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punks frontin' in they rhymes
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that ass'll be flatlined
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"can't we all just get along we used to be friends?"
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Nah, fuck that man
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we used to pretend
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these niggaz is comedians
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i thought i was tight funny
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5 called tellin "niggaz mugged me"
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bet on my new surreal shit
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would you bail a nigga out son
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if you niggaz knew he was tryin to kill you
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and wouldnt let you hold a gun?
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Think about it
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Haha ha!
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Outro:
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Aw man,
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im havin too much fun with this rap shit man
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i love this shit man
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Grew Up
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| 50 Cent |
