[Talking]
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Sweet God, let that man come forward
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(that's the man), who will come open up his soul
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Hallelujah my friends, be with him (that's the man, that's the man)
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Did it all for money, yes I did yes I did
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For the love of money
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[Chorus]
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And I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
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I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
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For the love of money, (I'd do it again)
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I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again)
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For the love of power, (I'd do it again)
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I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
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For the love of respect, (I'd do it again)
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I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again)
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[Lil' Keke]
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Right here where the game at, still hard can't change that
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Feel good cause I'm still hood, I came up and then came back
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We scratching them real jars, running ducking them steel bars
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Stay away from them FED boys, cause I don't need that FED charge
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Love for the money I'm closing in, fuck these niggaz I'm 'pose to win
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If it's all for the power and the street respect, Young Don right here and I'll do it again
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Me and my mama we felt the pain, check didn't come but it 'pose to came
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Got me staring at the sky like it's 'pose to rain, I was born in the game I ain't 'pose to change
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Hear me Lord from up above, trapped on the streets I'm still a thug
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I done done everythang that a man could do, so I stand here today need nothing but love
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Real O.G.'s that kept it strong, young Don Ke just hold his own
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If I lost everything I'd do it again, cause I'm 7-13 till I'm dead and gone
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[Chorus]
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[Z-Ro]
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No pot to piss in, that's what I come from
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And God, I ain't never met a man I'ma run from
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Especially if I was wet, smoking that dumb-dumb
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Fuck police, beat em up whenever some dumb
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One deep for life, understand that homie
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My gun always, where my hand at homie
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I'm a five deuce hoover Crip
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Grooving till the world stop moving, you ain't even gotta ask that homie
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Shot a couple of niggaz, couple niggaz shot me
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Who the fuck told the FEDs, my nigga not me
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I'm in the penitentiary, and I don't know a nigga named Scott
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But I still got away, scott-free
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I, got so much love in these streets
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Yeah the motherfucker hit 75 times, that it ain't no plugging them heats
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But if it's gonna feed my family, I'd do it again
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Kick your door wide open, I'd do it again
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Fuck hell homie, I'ma go through it again
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This merking season, I'm in the bluest again
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Slipping outside, I'd never do it again
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I deserve to be rich, and I'ma prove it again
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Hard as I go too, you best you to get in
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I just found my mind, but I'ma lose it again
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And when I find it, I'ma do it again
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[Chorus]
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[Lil' Keke]
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Living my life I ain't taste it yet, based on me I'ma place the bet
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8-1 double 0 that's my set, still rep my hood with no regret
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Been through a lot still love the game, do it all again don't sweat the pain
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Did it all for the money and the love the same, for the cost of living and the price of fame
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Young Don Ke still rich and black, 7-13 they brought me back
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Hear them boys on the sideline hating and all, but I'm still in the game homie where you at
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S.U.C. still getting it on, rest in peace to the G's that's gone
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Dedicate this song right here to Screw, how'd you think a young fool here touch the zone
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15 years I kept it strong, never let a hater nigga touch the chrome
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Was a real O.G. when I wrote this song, cause I gave my life to that microphone
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Shout to the G's who want the power, stand up tall nigga watch me tower
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Do it for the real and not the cowards, it's 24-7 and a extra hour
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[Chorus]
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I'd do it again
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For the love of money, I'd do it again
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For the love of power, I'd do it again
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For the love of respect, I'd do it again
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Do It Again
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| Lil' Keke |
