[Chorus: Dave Hollister] - 2X
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That's when I was wylin out
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I couldn't care less about
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Someone gettin hurt, I did my share of dirt
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[Perion]
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I went from ashy elbows, to loungin on Melrose
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Stayin in the best suites for weeks
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In (?) sheets, alone while you cryin at home
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By the phone, hopin I'll call, everyday that I'm gone (alright)
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Need connections, to make ends meet ma
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In both directions, just to stay on my feet (huh)
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Thinkin bout me when I got mouths to feed
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A spouse and two seeds (yeah) they need me to eat (that's right)
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Take out time to check myself
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Thinkin it wasn't really me, silly me
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No wonder you can't feel me, thinkin while I'm out I'm cheatin
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Wylin out and freakin - blacks, whites and peurto ricans
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While I'm hardly sleepin (me and the kids hardly eatin)
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Seekin God for help cuz we hardly speakin (that's right)
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If it took God to bring me home (uh-huh) bring Jerome
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to see that I was wrong, now David sing the song (uh-huh)
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[Chorus] - 2X
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[Hahz the Rippa]
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Yo, aiyyo I sold drugs, sold coke, weed and dope (whattchu need?)
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Sold shirts and socks, I even sold soap
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Got too small for me, I sold my old coat (uh)
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Walked in jewelry stores, and stole gold ropes (yes I did)
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Look around, it's no cops, I wanna shoplift
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but who gon' give me a lift to go shop? (watch out!)
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Get my rhyme on, clothes I tried on
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and I walked out with, like the ones I got on (yeah)
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Commitin crimes, fiends; I was givin 'em dimes
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Under 25 and was still livin with moms
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I just love the dough, I gotta get plenty (yo)
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Used to trick with strippers with counterfeit twenties (whassup)
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The streets that kept me hungry and left me bummy
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I sold candy for my school and kept the money (alright)
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In stolen cars I'm gettin chased -- I had to chill cuz
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(Dave: I was bout to catch a case!)
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[Chorus] - 2X
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[Roy Jones Jr.]
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Yo
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I used to go to this chick house, and go to that chick house (come on)
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Call another chick over, kick the other chick out
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I wasn't carin about, how none of 'em felt
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They wanted to hang around me, like one of my belts (alright)
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But I kept it movin, city to city, kitty to kitty
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Throughout the states I was fifty for fifty
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Get it with force, she fine; she could get it of course (alright)
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Niggaz are warned, she married; she could get a divorce
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Stayed up the rest of the night, right after the fight
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Went from room to room, I was boom boom boom (room to room)
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Fulfill ya fantasies with Roy Jones Jr. (what)
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Girlfriend or wife, ya better hold on to her (uh)
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A man's gotta do what he's got to do
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She's in my hotel room - why she not with you? (alright)
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It's like three in the mornin, she just stoppin through
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As she walks in, her trenchcoat was droppin too
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Light-skinned, long hair, yeah I popped her too
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Yo I'll send her to ya room soon as Hahz get through
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That's how we got down, I done stopped now
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My mayne Peri' got a brother on lock down (on lock down!)
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[Chorus] - 4X (w/ adlibs from Dave Hollister)
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That Was Then (featuring Dave Hollister, Hahz The Rippa & Perion)
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| Roy Jones Jr. |
