(Intro)
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Light work
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My nigga this is light work
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TF2
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(Verse 1)
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Only the strong lives this ain't for the weak hearted
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One of a kind this ain't something that you see often
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Label heads offer sweet deals call them plea-bargains
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Running shit and I ain't even got my feet started
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Im blowing up nigga shout out to the blue print
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Shout out to the day one waiting on the new shit
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Its kinda funny how these rap niggas falling off
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But I don't feel the need to say a name when the shoe fits
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I love money you can see the affection
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Wrist president remove the need for elections
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Disregard the hate but superseding projections
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Follow my lead if you in the need of direction
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No question my crew do it the best
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Keep ya head up the ones doing the stretch
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Moved out the hood but I still cruse through the west
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How he go so hard but still using finesse
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(Hook)
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Got money to get, bitches to fuck
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I came from the bottom now we living it up
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What you make in a year we spend in a month
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And I ain't do it for myself I did it for us
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Lets make a toast to all the real niggas, real niggas
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I say lets make a toast to all the real niggas
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(Verse 2)
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Check
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Me and my niggas in the game on some EA shit
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For the money cars and clothes you know that cliche shit
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They say they don't love these hoes until we meet they bitch
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In the terms of making hits me and my team we can't miss
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Like when the New York Yankees acquired A-rod
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So Im advising you niggas to keep ya day job
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Show them a way GOD to some real shit
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Taking those behind bars on mental field trips
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The shit you got to deal with
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When I talk you listen
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My thoughts are vivid
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I pray you see what a boss envisions
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You suspect with the Heat Chris Bosh edition
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We could never be the same cuz my cloth is different
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Alot to offer this game what I brought was missing
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Ironic how I got it lighted in the darkest prisons
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Lets make a toast to all the real niggas
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And take a sip to all the one that ain't here with us
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(Hook)
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Got money to get, bitches to fuck
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I came from the bottom now we living it up
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What you make in a year we spend in a month
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And I ain't do it for myself I did it for us
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Lets make a toast to all the real niggas, real niggas
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I say lets make a toast to all the real niggas
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R.R.R.
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| Euroz |
