(Intro)
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Hey nigga, know what I'm sayin'
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I told these niggers a thousand times
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If I didn't tell them once man
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Ain't nothing gonna stop me
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Shoot up a motherfucking flatline ,y'understand?
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Long that there's a breath in my body
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My heart still beating in my chest
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I'ma still be getting these suckers niggers hating,y'understand?
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For all of you who don't like it
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You got 2 options
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Live with it or die from it
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Y'all need to go find a real tall building
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Or a nice pretty bridge
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And take a leap holmes
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'Cause that's all,that's the only solution I got for you
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If you think I'm gonna ease up
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Yes, you's out of your motherfucking mind partner
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If you think I'ma slow down
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Then your ass is at your motherfucking mind partner
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If you think I'ma do anything else besides what I've been doing
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For the pas' 19 years then you got me fucked up holmes
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So I ain't gon' tell you no more
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I'ma let M.L.K. do it for me
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A'right man,run this shit
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M.L.K. hood riches
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(Hook)
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I ride around with my lights on it roll beat,
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Tucked on with my shades on it , a king
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With a side me so don't blow it,you try me
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And I'm gonna do it tell me do you wanna die deep?,oh well
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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(Verse)
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I'm bound round my light's on my tie down,my nice on
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My white T, my AK beside me don't get wrong
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We won't take no shit home, in broad day we parlay
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Them broad say I'm out there I hit that they call back
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Pocket full of them tall stacks
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My home boys we mall rats
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Hit Gucci,hit Louie, hit Hermes ball all that
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I pull up then hop out hear whole shout you saw that
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That's T.I. and he fly if not what you call that
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Still big bag can't fold it up
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Hundred pounds of the lawn can't roll it up
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'Couple of Hollywood bitches get 'em both of fuck
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Real nigger chain up but notice some
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We cool as shit and we dub as fuck
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You approaching us you know what
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You don't give a fuck about your life
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Why should I so what?
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(Hook)
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I ride around with my lights on it roll beat,
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Tucked on with my shades on it , a king
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With a side me so don't blow it,you try me
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And I'm gonna do it tell me do you wanna die deep?,oh well
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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(Verse)
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Tell me what you know about me
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Expect you know that I'm on
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And all the money I see from all the places I've gone
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OG's call me OG and I'm an young nigga why do you think?
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'Cause I've been putting that word and I'm moving up my rank
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AK with me I ain't playing you get shot if you don't
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No chopper spraying gloss are blazing fuck around if you won't
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Don't you know, I'm still on banquet in the sea
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Go drown big , drove my restaurant E high way
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Cliff full of them hot dame
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Seatbelt on my AK nigga try me and this Mayday
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Gon' go down no plane crash inferno he's lame man
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You think 'cause I'm famous I won't grab that bang up
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Put one in the chamber and let go and say let's go
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(Hook)
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I ride around with my lights on it roll beat,
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Tucked on with my shades on it , a king
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With a side me so don't blow it,you try me
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And I'm gonna do it tell me do you wanna die deep?,oh well
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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Fuck it, so what
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Fuck it fuck it ,so what
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T.I.-Fuck It (So What)
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| T.I. |
