Songtekst
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Chorus-
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I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
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So i don't need no friends (nope)
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I rather have it this way (yeah)
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me (yeah)
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Cuz i can take you off here today
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I rather have it that way (uh huh)
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It's ok, it's ok (whooooo)
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Verse-
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Uh..
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I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile at the camera
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too many niggaz is dyin', i'm spendin' time with my grandma (geah)
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a hundred grand in the safe, a hundred grand in your face
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a million plus in the bank, wheels scuffing the paint (Oh!)
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you handcuffin' that bitch, she dont wanna be with you
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all she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too (uh huh)
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stick the heaters through, so we can party good
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rare son will beat it through, brawl it out in Hollywood
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the Boywonder will unravel your team
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i'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots are green (uh)
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the booda is purple (uh) be rude and i'll hurt you (uh)
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you movin' in circles, we do it all, movies, commercials (God Damn!)
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stadiums, clubs, ladies and thugs, hood and the 'burbs
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i'm on the red carpet cuz i'm good with my words
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i'm ready for war, i'm stackin' my chips
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you flappin' your lips, you niggaz ain' even hoodrich.. (Geah!)
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Chorus-
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I came in this world by myself (uh huh)
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So i don't need no friends (nope)
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I rather have it this way
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me (geah)
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Cuz i can take you off here today
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I rather have it that way (uh huh)
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It's ok, it's ok (Ghea!)
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Verse-
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Keep your circle official, watch them niggaz thats with you (why)
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outsiders'll get you, hot shit in your tissue (sue)
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all i need is my figures, i aint stressin' no hoes (uh)
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ridin' roudn with my niggaz, hand crushin' that 'Dro
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Fiddy made me a star, now they know who we are
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album top of the charts, your condo is my car (Ha)
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income is my chain. stash pussy is my watch (huh)
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you fairly new in the game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
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all i been sensin' is hate, ever since i been straight
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cuz they stuck in the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
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and i'm strappin' the nine, in case they wanna combine
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gather up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line
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keep your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
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drop sumthin' every year, flop all of the time
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stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit
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why don't you get off my dick... Bitch!
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Chorus-
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I came in this world by myself
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So i don't need no friends (uh huh)
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I rather have it this way (uh)
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It's ok, it's ok (it's ok nigga)
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You motherfuckers gon' respect me
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Cuz i can take you off here today (uh huh)
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I rather have it that way
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It's ok, it's ok
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Outro-
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It's ok nigga..
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I don't need no friends..
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I got money.. Hahaha
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G-Unit...!!!
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Born Alone, Die Alone
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50 Cent |