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...Motherfuckers out here rapping for protection
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I'm gonna expose yo ass you bitch...
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See me in these motherfuckin' streets (don't stop), with ya fag ass
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Gangsta Walk, yeah right, ya pussy...
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[Verse 1]
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Look out, we everyday grinding
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Everybody in the North gotta love us down South 'cause we blindin'
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And we don't trip the big diamonds
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We mainly focus on the old schools with big blocks lying
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And I been around the world in one day
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Chucking up the duece for S.A.
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I'm a hood cat, and that's for searching me a hood rat
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With good cat, something beautiful to look at, fa sho
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I kick it for my niggaz in the ghetto
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And all my homies in the federal-
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Lock up, behind the wall setting shop up
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They beat the block up, yet and still they couldn't stop us
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Damn it feels good to be a gangsta back at it
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Cause I'm the last of the Dons, God damm it
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I hear ya talking, but I don't cater to the chit-chat
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But when I see you in the streets I got ya get back (word)
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It ain't enough protection on ya ass, to fuck wit Brad
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I got a lesson for ya ass
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I showed ya, the Southside niggaz tote heat
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I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep
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Ya weak, 'cause I'm the biggest fish in the pond
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And when I say the magic word, bitch ya gone
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Assassinated, people lay steppin'
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Eliminated, enemy with aggression
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Sit back and smoke me one
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The Obi Won Kenobi one
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Fuck the champagne sippin', woodgrain grippin'
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I'm spittin' for the Vice Lords, gangstas and Crips and Bloods
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And everybody neighborhood
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From the Idery Wells, back down to Inglewood
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How can a nigga from the South get a pass in every section
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And walk the projects with no protection
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Be surrounded by a mob, and not get robbed
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Considered to be a savior, and not be God (Whoa)
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Listen to the nigga flow now
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I can speed it up or slow down
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Face the facts baby, I got it locked like this and like that baby
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Southern rap/rock baby
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The last of a dying, we born again
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The vicous life religous, I was born to win
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The closoure after the greatest hit the sofa
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When I still ride for Prince like a soldier
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The two-thousand millenium comes
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Since I'm the son of the father, that makes me the Don
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The next up to bat, the Jordan, larry, cousy yo of rap
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And I ain't gotta walk around strapped
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J don't tollorate the mack dirties
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You in our motherfucking way, we tryin' to stack 30s
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Now back it up, for he send something back to you
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Ain't plan to defend
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Staying loyal to the Prince to the end, so recognize
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[chorus]
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So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)
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So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)
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So what you gone do Face? (I'm a play the game 'til I win)
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So what you gone do? (Play till I win)
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So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)
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So what you gone do? (Double back and do it again)
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So what you gone do Face? (Play the game 'til I win)
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So what you gone do? (Then I'm a double back and do it again)
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[Verse 2]
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So here it is fool, I play the game where it's no rules
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Dropped out in the 10th grade and told my mom to fuck school!
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'Cause they ain't teach a nigga shit, I learned to read when I was 5
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And plus I been smart a long time
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Fuck a history test, I'm more concerned about respect
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I make my moves in an L like a night nigga check
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It's on 'til the break of dawn, I keep it on
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And on and on, and on and on and on and on
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Like clockwork, we hit these niggaz where it hurt
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Knock they dicks in the dirt
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Now you the bitch that's in the skirt
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I'm passed the motherfucka out here paying his dues
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Not the average nigga out here rapping claiming he true
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I just stick to the script and take it in stride
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Get my daily dose of game from James and take it and ride
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Yes yes y'all, funky fresh and in the flesh y'all
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This time I'm aiming at the neck dog
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It ain't no ducking when I'm bustin', I'm a leave you a nice-
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Little whole in ya throat, releavin' ya life
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I'm going out with a bang, letting my nuts hang
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I'm outty like flame, the signature just James, recognize
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[chorus]
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So what you gone do Face? (Play till I win)
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So what you gone do? (D |