(Hook x2)
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Nah I ain't gone,
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Grew up in the slums so we came to get it on
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Grew up in the hood so we came to get it on
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Grew up in this world so we came to get it on
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(Verse)
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We on, they wanna talk about ice but they ain't make it shorter
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Kids in Africa cool so they ain't save no water
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2012 coming soon we ain't taking orders
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And if you wanna make it an issue we make it for you
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'Cause we ain't never had nothing home waiting for us
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Hottest whip I seen in the hood, Ford Taurus
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And more more the late nights they fall for it
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Mama says stay up in the floor 'cause them balls rolling
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We ain't know anybody running that was 4 door and
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We was busy tryin' to stay out of the Dean's office
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Or coffin, friends that was lost in
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Used to sell ticks now they Boston
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Acting like they only wanted cake I wanted frosting
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Now look at me, I'm already hot they not they the frosting
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Who woulda knew back then they would've lost it
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I'm on my first time around they exhausted
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(Hook x2)
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Nah I ain't gone,
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Grew up in the slums so we came to get it on
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Grew up in the hood so we came to get it on
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Grew up in this world so we came to get it on
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(Verse)
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We on, I ain't going , I ain't leaving though
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Fuck what they think about me we now they gon' need me though
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See I do this for er'body that read me though
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If you don't understand than you don't need to know
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See though I could care less about being a hero
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The shorter Jackson I got a Philadelphia ego
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From 0 I'm trying to get that Philadelphia cheese though
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For stake outs for leave stone they repo our lingo
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Then put in different streets though the coppers know where we go
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But even though that's the case they will never know what we know
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We know prisoners that are mine native CO
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They rather see us riding setting small like a GO
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I'm give 'em a sign cancer, leo
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If they don't understand me by now they need a GO Beef
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Fuck what they say though ever since kindergarden
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Now they wanna play dough fuck I gotta hate for
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When you're number 1 what the fuck you gotta rate for
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I need my chick a 10 knocking oops like pay oh
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We wanted leave money they street money ao
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Patrone and a shot of that OJ mayo
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(Hook x2)
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Nah I ain't gone,
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Grew up in the slums so we came to get it on
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Grew up in the hood so we came to get it on
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Grew up in this world so we came to get it on
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(Verse)
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We on, man I grew up in the slums that got me out
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Fucking up in high school mom wanted me out
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Took a flight to Arizona I ain't wanna leave
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Same people I left still on their mother couch
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I tried to call 'em and talk to 'em about bigger things
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Bigger life better bitches and bigger dreams
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But the hood really a trap shit that what it seems
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Dedicate your life to the game but never get a ring
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Randy getting older,mom getting surgery , friends getting colder
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Same garden snakes from before they turn to cobras
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Was a bitch in high school now he 5 years older
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Tried to get a nigga with him so he go and buy ratchet
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But he don't wanna shoot it he just want to make a statement so he flash it
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To a nigga that's really about it that blast it
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Now his mom gotta look of him from a casket
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College ain't teach me shit the hood I the master
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Stuck up in this hot ass basement we never had shit
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And they got the nerve to ask me if I last it
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Shit I'm still here right that mean I passed it
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Privaledge
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(Hook x2)
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Nah I ain't gone,
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Grew up in the slums so we came to get it on
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Grew up in the hood so we came to get it on
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Grew up in this world so we came to get it on
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Slums
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