*featuring Hakiem
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[Turk]
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They got this nigga named Rob, and Rob is my dog
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His people doin' bad, sometimes I break him off
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I got love for the nigga - 'round my way, they doin' bad
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Every time we come outside, we say, "Look at they dirty ass."
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He ain't worried 'bout it, he just keep his head up
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And say, "One day, I'ma be straight. Y'all just watch when I come up."
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Some days, my dog don't have nothin' to eat
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Man, that shit is cold, but sometime that's how it be
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His momma on stones, daddy on hero'n
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Whole household fucked up - all of them bitches gone
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Dog, they know they gone, tryin' to score from me
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Knowin' I be with they son every day of the week
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But they don't care - fuck that, not gon' play it like that
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That's my motherfuckin' round, so I'ma give him respect
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Even though shit fucked up, my round still be chillin'
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Gettin' it how he live in this project livin'
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[Hook - Hakiem]
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In the project, niggas don't wan' see you come up
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You don't give 'em what they want, they gon' fuck your head up
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Like a man, bruh - you know how it be goin' down
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Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown
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In the project, you know niggas be stun'n, round
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If a nigga don't play ya nigga, go lay your ass down
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Like a man, bruh - you know how it be goin' down
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Nigga be straight thuggin' when they livin' uptown
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[Turk]
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Look
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Verse two, and I'ma talk about these project broads
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Stealin' clothes, gettin' hustles, usin' them credit cards
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Gettin' how they could, anyway that they can
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Wearin' each other clothes, fuckin' each other man
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Gotta respect they mind, let 'em do what they do
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Broads like to look good, and they like to shine, too
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Havin' babies like that ain't nothin' for niggas with names
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Them hoes love a nigga with that project fame
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Sittin' on the porch, just gossipin'
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'Bout any and everything that be happenin'
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This shit's real - get it how they live in the brick
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You should know how it is if you live in the bricks
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They do whatever it takes to keep a lil' cake
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Catch them a duck, they want everything that he make
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Yeah, they play it raw, but I ain't mad at 'em
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I just let 'em do they thing, dog, I ain't mad at 'em
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[Hook - Hakiem]
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[Turk]
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Everyday, it's the same old shit, but different toilets
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Either you're hustlin' or you're starvin' like Marvin
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Livin' from (??) to (?), beggin' niggas for jo's
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Gettin' played like a junky, disrespected by hoes
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'Cause ain't no nigga gon' give you shit, get it for yourself
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Flip 'til you can't flip no more for yourself
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Gotta get off your ass - make it happen, my nigga
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Even if it come down to you pullin' that trigga
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Nigga, look, don't worry 'bout the next nigga
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They gon' hate ya anyway, and that's a fact, nigga
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So while they hatin', you just keep doin' your thing
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Nigga get outta line is when you let your nuts hang
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In the project, nigga don't wan' see you come up
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You don't give 'em what they want, they just fuck your head up
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Like a man, bruh - you know how it be goin' down
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Nigga be straight project livin' uptown
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[Hook-2x (Hakiem)]
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In the project, niggas don't wan' see you come up
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You don't give 'em what they want, they gon' fuck your head up
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Like a man, bruh - you know how it be goin' down
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Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown
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In the project, you know niggas be stun'n, round
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If a nigga don't play ya nigga, go lay your ass down
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Like a man, bruh - you know how it be goin' down
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Nigga be straight project when they livin' uptown
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