[Intro]
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Alright man, y'all win
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I won't say it, at least for this song, hey
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[Verse 1]
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Said they lookin for the realest, well I'm real as it get
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Rap to the nigga dealin hard who live in the jects
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Til some better nigga wit her, ain't delivered 'em yet
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My mouth is, but I got a pistol bigger than that
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I live and die by my respect so I honor the code
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Peep niggaz who be out here flexin, stuntin for hoes
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And if you ain't never chose to remember nothin before
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Just know the game is some you win, some you don't
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But you already begin again, start, it go
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Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O, how hard it go
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Man if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad before
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You better ask a real nigga or a broad you know
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Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain
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You in over your head, way out of your lane
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I been sayin I'm filthy rich and got it from caine
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So would you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right?
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[Chorus]
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Cause you know who, you know what
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Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair
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Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there
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And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfolk there
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It's you know who, you know what
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Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there
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And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care
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If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won't share man
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[Verse 2]
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I know you think you out there gettin it in
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But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again
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I had a trap between runnin while living in sin
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He done settlin down, turnin nine millin or ten
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I give a damn if I never sell a million again
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I gotta thank you a million for just lettin me in
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But now I'm settlin in, gettin used to the view
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On top, won't stop til I'm huger than you
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Gon flop? Who? Me, pimp you losin your screws
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We gotta dope if you lettin niggaz shoot into you
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You ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin to you
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The roof in the back of the park ain't translucent as you
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So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do
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I got style, pimp, it's more than just the suit and the shoe
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This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government seal
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I'm more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with deals, for real
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[Chorus]
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You Know Who
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| T.I. |
