[Intro]
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Wussup real niggas? (Real niggas..)
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Aye yo, shout out to dem niggas in penny-tentiary
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I see y'all niggas, my niggas comin' home!!
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And it's onn!!
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[Verse 1]
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I don't want no problems (Yeah nigga), I just want to shoot (So watch yaself)
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I don't want to rob 'em (Haha), I just want tha loot (Gimme dat, mothafucka!)
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I don't want no problems (Yeah nigga), I just want to shoot (So watch yaself)
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I don't want to rob 'em (Haha), I just want tha loot (Gimme dat, mothafucka!)
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There come 'em boys wit' dem bandanas on (Yeah!)
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They totin' A.K's wit' banana clips on (Blow!)
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You thankin' we snorin' some much white on dese streets (Whudd!)
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Dese ho's out here doin', I'm a P-i-m-p
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Nigga TIP is murda case, {?} is murda case, {?} is murda case
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Cashville tha murda state, {?} is murda case, {?} is murda case
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Look I ain't here to play, I can git it 'nutha day (Yeah!)
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I do it fo' tha hood, and you do it fo' TV (C'monn!)
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Now, streets love niggas like me and Young Jeezy
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I'm leanin' on tha leatha and grippin' on tha wood
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Wit' my hand on a metal, I wish a nigga would (Wooooo)
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[Chorus - 2x]
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I don't want no problems, I just want to shoot (Boom!)
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I don't want to rob 'em, I just want tha loot (Yeah!)
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And I ain't fo' no talkin', so wutchu wanna do?! (Do!)
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Got click full of killas, nigga you can git it too!! (Too!)
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[Verse 2]
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Tha word on tha streets is
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Some G-Unit niggas, wit' whole lotta guns, bussin' shots (Yeeaaahh)
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So somebody call 50, and tell him come quicky
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Go try to make 'em young boys stop (Ooowhh!!)
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I'm not sent to play dese games (Whudd!)
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See some thangs, they'll change
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You'll no longa hear me sayin' dese rappas names (Nah!)
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I had e'nuff, gotta cake to shot, ya time's up
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Bitch I'm comin' to ya hood if you wanna fight Buck (Let's Gooo!)
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Spider-Loc got me ridin' thru dese sets in L.A.
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As country as I am, mayn' I feel like I'm gon' stay(West-ssiide!)
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They know a real nigga when they see 'em - I won't play
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And I ain't worry 'bout no money nigga, I know Dre
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Tha glock stay on me, and tha knife's fo' back-up (Ooh!!)
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I'm comin' to tha +Vibe Awards+, dare ya to ack up (Haha)
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Go tell 'em dat I'm back, and I'm still on my hustle
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You know a nigga stapped, hommie you don't want no trouble
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[Chorus - x2]
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[Outro]
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Huh!!
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So it is whudd it is..
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Dat's a rap..
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Next time I'm start shootin' tha shit outta you bitch azz rap niggas
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Phureal tho!!
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Niggas know, I just walked out up of dat court room smellin' like weed and shiit..
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Haha..
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Phureal like you know, tha probation offica can kiss my ass!
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Tha D.A. can kiss my ass!
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Every body in tha Goddamn court room, can kiss my ass!!
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Fuck y'all!!
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'Cause see, when a mothafuckin' nigga got his life in ya hands
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y'all mothafuckin' still good
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But when a nigga beat cho mothafuckin' azz, y'all niggas be like "Wooohh"
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You Can Get It Too
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| Young Buck |
