(Chorus)
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(Petey Pablo)
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Now how can one get up off the spot
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God damn raise a family get up off the block
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Where the city dont love and they dont care
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but I will take you there
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(2X)
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Verse 1: (Mannie)
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tell the sister like blood
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little brother a thug
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and how to survive the cracks in the middle of the mud
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im the OG gangsta VL in the truth
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every nigga in my city kno how to hussle and shoot
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my lil homey got killed over a key and a pound
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so when i pump pump blood im a hold it down
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his sister and his moms when i come around
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showin love to the family when ya lose your ground
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(Baby)
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Wussup lil man had to write you a rap
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just to let u know this nigga still got yo back
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aint to much change still doin my shows
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stayin away from fake niggas and busta ass hoes
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but enough about me and everything in my world
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congrats lil dad heard u had a lil girl
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if theres anything they need and they ever in a jam
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dont hesatate to ask yall call ya fam
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(chorus 2X)
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Verse 2 (mannie)
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but can you see life roomin with no crack and pipe
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and no weed to smoke no Gs in sight
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and no cris to bust no wheels on bikes
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and no pussy to fuck nobody to like
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but can you see life roomin wit no money and goods
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big money heavyweights wit nobody to cook
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nobody to book
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nobody to look
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tryin to get back what motherfuckers they took
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(baby)
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all you see is that platinum shit
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a ghetto nigga on stage grabbin his dick
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but you dont know what i have seen
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from the bitches to the riches to the triple beams
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the project bricks the old school kicks
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the early mornin capers and the late night flicks
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but since i moved on things aint the same
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i chose rap you chose the game
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(chorus 2X)
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verse 3 (mannie)
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See your mom still strugglin you up in the pen
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but mom just wonderin when the end gon end
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when the guns gon stop from spinnin the bin
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or when the hood gon block the dope in the pen
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or when the light shot out you up in the park
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the white trunk out your homey got marked
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or every nigga that talk or rat in his heart
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or every nigga that talk should die in the dark
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(baby)
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i never forgot you and what we did
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and how we came up and where we lived
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im seven forever turn coke to never
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hard head til im dead until im bout my cheddar
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gotta get my ends wanna push a benz
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eat steak live great and raise my twins
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i cant believe im talkin to ya now that ya gone
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i luv ya bruh and this is my song
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(chorus 2X)
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(music fades to end)
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I'll Take You There
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Big Tymers |