[Mystikal]
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man what FUCK
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I told you my fuckin name
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a hundred times man
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nigga call me Mystikal then fuck
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whicch why I did it?
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why, nigga what
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the nigga would of did me
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you'd rather the nigga
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would of did me I'm tellin you
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pop or get popped
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kill or get killed
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drop or get dropped
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that's why I did what I had to do
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all I ever really wanted was cash
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but he caught a buck
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so I had to spank that ass
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kill or get killed
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pop or get popped
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drop or get dropped
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that's why I did what I had to do
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all I ever really wanted was cash
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but he caught a buck
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so I had to spank that ass
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[Magic]
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these people question my sanity
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cause I get it by my know how
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meanest smile
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how was your life as a child
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did you grow up in the ghetto
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around thugs and killas
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though when night fall
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a nigga don't give a fuck about feelings
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gotta stay high
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don't know if i'm gon live or die
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45 by my side in case
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I gots to send a nigga bye bye
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paranoid knowin that the day gon come
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I done grabbed his gun
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and I'll be damned if Mr. Magic gon run
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face reality
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guess I was just destined for doom
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that's when yall found on them choppers
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layin round in my room
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I ain't no fool
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gotta play the game by the rules
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that nigga flinched and my gun went boom
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you done fucked with a type nigga
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put money on my own fuckin head
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shake any you pussy niggas
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tryin to dress me in red
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it's Mr. Magic and Mystikal
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you niggas say you didn't fear me
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bet you fear me now
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brung pain and I'm bangin em at cha
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will you forgive me lord
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I was only playin my part
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protectin my tank doggs
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live or will die
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fuck what a nigga think
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how must I representin
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any nigga from the tank
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[Mystikal]
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I'm from uptown
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where everybody know everybody
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so I guess they know me
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and though ain't no cut throat type niggas
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gon fuck over ya call the police
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bitches real in these streets
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that's why I come real on these beats
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we stay real with each other
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that's why we still on our feet
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we gon do what we gotta
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to hold this bitch down
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to keep it in one piece
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if I gotta put a hole in every one of ya
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motherfuckers, bitch that's how it's gon be
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nigga fuck with another nigga lyrics to tour
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don't try that on me
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motherfucker buy that spanish choke
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bitch can't tie that on me
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motherfuckers say to her
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I kill cocaine, pistol and weed
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nigga thought about givin the fucks some here
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but I ain't coppin no plea
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so I guess it's safe to say
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we goin out buckin
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it's either 6 niggas doin the carryin
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or 12 niggas doin the judgin
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[Magic] {Mystikal}
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[got no regrets for the way I'm livin
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but god knows I don't wanna face prison
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forgive me for what I done]
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{not responsible for how I'm feelin
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but if these niggas try to play me
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I'm a have to kill em
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before they kill me}
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[how many niggas in this bitch can feel me
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it's gonna take a million motherfuckers
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just to kill me]
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{so when they lock me up and try to seal me
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when I get out my niggas gon be still there}
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[the only artist on TRU
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so I'm the 1st to fall
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any head bustin goin on
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I'm the 1st to call]
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{we ain't playin wit you bitches
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we gotta finish you off
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Mr. Magic and Mystikal
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the last niggas you saw}
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Did What I Had 2
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Magic |