(Verse)
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Life a movie, who directin yo shit?
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That¡¯s low budget, mine¡¯s a Tarantino flic
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Block buster, I do my own stunts in this bitch
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Shout out to stunna, New Orleans niggas up in this shit
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No frontin, all my niggas really wit it
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Full frontline hustling, rappin got me on the two
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My homies been on TV for that other shit
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News at 6, nigga, grizzly discover it
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Body seems local, let the dog team recover it
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They can¡¯t release his name til they notify the family
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While the killer getting dressed for the club like ain¡¯t nothing happened
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(Hook)
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I grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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Grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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I grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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It¡¯s that 31st shit right¡¯chea my nigga
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Uh
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(Verse)
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Aye fuck a bitch, I¡¯d rather keep a burner by my side
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I¡¯m from the south side, that¡¯s just how we ride
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My man got shot, that shit slowed em down
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My nigga even turned muslim, now he pray to Alah
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My nigga don¡¯t eat no pork but still smoke that pot
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So every time he see me he like light that fire
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And meanwhile I¡¯m tryina get us off this hot ass block
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We just two peas in a pod tryin to get a peace of mind
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Bang bang, that¡¯s the shit I heard like all of the time
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I¡¯m talkin every day have fiends fallin in line
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Today could be my last day but that¡¯s all part of the grind
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But that ain¡¯t part of my plan, I plan to stay on my job
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I had to get it since I wasn¡¯t born wit it
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I see the big pic, I¡¯m thinkin long term nigga
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But they had drugs in that bitch, I grew up on that shit
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Guess I¡¯m made for that shit, I got paid off that shit
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(Hook)
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I grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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Grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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Gangsta Gibbs baby
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Gangsta Gibbs baby
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(Verse)
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Uh yea yea
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I drive every car that you dream about
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And every bitch that you wishin for leave her leakin out
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Fresh out of that place like they scared to see what they read about
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It ain¡¯t no sleep on Virginia street when them niggas outside
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Walk servin the walkin dead
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Got meet me up the block cus my mama stay on my head
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Tellin me to go get a job but I¡¯m choppin the rock instead
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If I make it up to the top will I pop and jump off the ledge?
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Confessions of Gangsta Gibbs nigga, thug life
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I¡¯d trade this shit for wife and kids nigga
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Real nigga, fuck surviving, I want a grip nigga
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Act a fool, I make him go night night
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And catch a flight to Chi, blow some dope with my nigga Mike Mike
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Bitch, I¡¯m stuck in this shit, a million dollars up in this bitch
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I made my name stay in them puckers and shit
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And yea the streets again raised but the west coast paid me
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Pussy niggas get home safely
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(Hook)
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I grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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I grew up in this shit, stuck with this shit
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You too pussy to fuck with this shit
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But I¡¯m in love with this shit
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(Outro: The Godfather)
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Michael: They want to have a meeting with me, right? Let's set the meeting. Get our informants to find out where it's going to be held. They're going to search me when I first meet them, right? So I can't have a weapon on me then. But if Clemenza can figure a way to have a weapon planted there for me, then I'll kill them both.
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Grew Up In This
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