Ft. Pusha T
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Come around the hood, see us eatin¡¯ good lookin¡¯ good
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Tell me what they mad for
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You should be on the radio, soundin¡¯ like I made a million dollars
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Tell me what they mad for
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Tell me what they mad for
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Girl tell me what they mad for
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Tell me what they mad for
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If you sellin¡¯ all the records and you fuckin¡¯ all the bitches
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And you sit atop of charts and you livin¡¯ out your wishes
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With your chains all smothered and your watches all glittered
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And your ghost and your phantoms all comin¡¯ home to visit
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With your baby mama fucking every rapper in the business
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Niggas saying you was better when the drugs was in your system
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Now your crack swag gone ever since you came from prison
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Got you tweeting all stupid, is you skatin¡¯, is you dissin¡¯
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Found out your ghost leased and your phantom just rented
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Won¡¯t leave it in your name like Pac when he went missing
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Makaveli lives on so I¡¯m riding on you bitches
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snippet version
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Tell Me What They Mad For
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