Yeah, this a man's world pricks, no broads allowed
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All my niggaz with that raw allowed
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All my niggaz with they fours allowed
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who won't hesitate to bang a nigga - right in between they brows
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Let's roll, fuck them bitch-ass niggaz, wearin thongs and skirts
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Tryin to catch 'em while they goin to work
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Hit them niggaz on they job at they lunch break, make the pump quick
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Leave 'em ump-slayed when the fuckin pump spray
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I roll with a sick all-out squad
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Ten deep, let's roll-out squad
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Bring heat when it's cold outside
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Mack stick to script and stick to street
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Stick in clip and flip your Jeep
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Got extended shit and different heat
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Mack M-1 double now [bluk, bluk, bluk]
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I'm knockin feathers out your bubble-down
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Stop the blood claat cryin
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Blood claats from the iron, you're dyin, no lyin
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[Chorus: Beanie Sigel]
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This a man world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz
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"This is a man's world!" ->[James Brown]
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Man, this a man world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz
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"This is a man's world!" ->[James Brown]
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This a man world nigga, man.. man..
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"This is a man's world!" ->[James Brown]
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This a man world nigga, FUCK what people think
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[Beanie Sigel]
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This a man's world bitch, all you whores bow down
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It's B. Sig., I pimp like TA-DOW - peep game
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I sling meth in vials, hit your kitchen cook your pies up
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Bring the coke back in piles, I'm that (?) ..
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.. oh yeah I almost forgot
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Bitch, get a foot up your ass
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if you don't get your foot on that ave and start lookin for cash
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Just get mine right, your money like, don't make me come out there
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I smacked you whore and get you done right there
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Leave this imprint 'cross your forehead, from the moray
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Bitch know my forte, I'm not for-play
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Hit your block, let the glock four-play
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Finger fuckin a trigger is not fore-play
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One more time - I'm not for-play
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It's a man's world - how it's supposed to go
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Only the soldiers roll, you young like (?) though
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I move like Sonny, but never backwards
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Weave in and out of traffic, holdin that package
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Weight don't get moved, it get pressed off the bench
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Move through an alley and a hole in the fence
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I see when you move you tense
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It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz
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It's a man's world kiko, they shoulda told you from the get-go
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that you fuckin with them South Philly sickos
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Think it's all raps 'til them gats start to hit you
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Black talons cripple, Operation Lockdown the town with them nickels
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Dopeman, dopeman!
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But peep it, I ain't goin to court
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I bang people that be goin to court
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And know people I ain't goin for shorts
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Bring straight money, cake money
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That tan coat, razor blade, straw plate money
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That grab coke, never weigh to pay for it money
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Grab toast laser hater break for it money
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Shit, you think you fast? Run nigga, dumb nigga
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Don't get your skin grafted up, chin tacked up
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Fuck around, and get your men racked up
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Whatchu think all the gats is for, you can't last a war
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It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl niggaz
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[Chorus]
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Man`s World
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Beanie Sigel |