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Where I'm from, only strong niggas live where I'm from
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Where I'm from, only hard niggas live where I'm from
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Where I'm from, only real niggas live where I'm from
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Where I'm from, only strong niggas live where I'm from
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(C-Murder)
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I live cross' the street from a killer
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Round' the corner from a murderer
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Next door to a nigga, that never even heard of a free day
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Cause he did fed time about 9
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A cold-blooded killer, still dressing like them old times
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Their goes some gangstas on the corner slanging crack
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If you want the powder, you gots to go around the back
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If you don't want trouble, then stay up in your home
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In the middle of my block, is where you find the heroine
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And the one who kill the most, get the most respect
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Its like the motherfucking law, when you living in the projects
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Cause money brings problems, and dope brings killing
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And where I'm from, every young nigga willing
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To do what they gotta do, on my block
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Thats why the best job in the hood is slanging rocks
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(Mr. Serv-On)
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Now where I'm from, niggas cock the 50. caliber chrome
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You ain't real, catch a policy with Mr. Serv-On
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You slip on your work, you might lose your wig
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In the gumbo, where nigga murder innocent kids
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25 the legendary status, cause your surviving
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Game soaked in your blood from the g's and thugs
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Now slide me the Cong', I get that red in my eyes
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I'm so high, I don't give a fuck if I live or I die
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Now where I'm from
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(Prime Suspects)
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Now where you at on the streets, still hollerin' bout' keep it real
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But where I'm from the fakest nigga 'll still split your grill
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Its cold bro, every man for theyself
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Soldiers and warriors throwin' up they ward signs
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Represent don't give a fuck, and where I'm from
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N.O.P.D jacking and stacking g's, make me wanna join the force
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I heard they serving up ki's,
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Now when lose a ghetto hero like my nigga Sluggy G
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We bustin' up they second line before we let em' rest in peace
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Where I'm from, thats how it is, broken enemies packing them tears
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With my niggas, with them wine, cause we getting it how we live
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3rd Ward, Parkway, Calliope, ya dig
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(Prime Suspects)
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Nigga give me gliss, the realest, flip the script like a gymnast
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Bullet-proof nigga and street chemist
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Bitch I'm in this to win this
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And Mortal Kombat you get finished
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Where I'm from, every nigga over 12 got a gun
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Get done with, if you running with that dumb shit
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Get your wig split
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Give me the money, you keep the bitches so up it, fuck it
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Cause where I'm from the fucking drugs and thugs
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Run together like them motherfucking Crips and Bloods
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Slugs be busting, nigga fuck fussing and cussin'
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And doing a lil' time ain't bout' nothing
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Guilty til' proven innocent, for putting bustas in gurders
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If you havn't heard, where I'm from the po-po's never see murder
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Nigga
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(C-Murder)
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I live the life of a killer
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One time can't catch me, hennessey and weed
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I live amongst a dying breed
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Me and you put in the ghetto to make ends
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We duck and run from the bullets of our jealous friends
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Prime Suspects feel my pain
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Its the killer in me, cause I'm true to the game
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Where I'm From
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