[B.G. Talking]
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[Verse 1]
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I was born 1980 September 3rd
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thats the day checks come out and vics gets served
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so you know I got the blood of a hustla in my vain
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my daddy had 3 brother that all gave me some game
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they was raised in the projects I was born in the hood
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I was raised on the block my mom did what she could
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always got what I need sometimes I got a lil mo
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but I grew up watching g's on the set gettin dough
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I made b's n c's up in to 5th grade
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it went to d's n f's cuz I didnt want to behave
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I was the class clown Christopher raise hair
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I show my dick to them hoes and I get expelled
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yeah I get punished I was supposed to be inside
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I snuck out the back round the school fo lunch time
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the police spotted me id break out and run
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make em run behind me that was my way of having fun
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somewhere in 87 might of been 88
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I knew of Baby and Slim we was from round the same way
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they moved a lot of weight but I aint gone tell it all (shhh)
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I?m a cut this boy short cuz my moms was involved
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[B.G. Talking]
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[Verse 2]
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You can put it together it was what it wasnt
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nah cakes to be baked but she had cakes in the owen
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she told me if I touch it that id fuck it up
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if I knew what I know now i would of took it n cut it up
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92 roll round thats when it got real
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my daddy got set up kidnapped robbed and killed
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Cash Money Records was started that same year
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thats when my thuggin started I was gettin it how I live
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my moma needed help I was outta control
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the streets took me under I was on a dead end row
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the hood barber stand knew Baby and hit him up
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told him I had skills he needed to peep me up
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he did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me
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took me to studio from that we made history
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[B.G. Talking]
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[Verse 3]
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In the mid east of that I was doin my thang
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and I met this four foot hustla they called him Lil Wayne
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that was my lil nigga called my lil brotha
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Baby drew a cross between us but I still love him
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Universal up to deal we went to get mills
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thats when nigga decided to not keep it real
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I had a idea I didn't want to believe it
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I wouldn't thought of it in a million years he'll do that to Geezy
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I had a dope habbit and markie was on my back
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so he turned his back but look how I shookback
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you know how it go you get up when you fall
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the streets all over they rooted for the underdog
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I got Kizzle I got Snipe I got Gar on my team
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and I got click of niggas ready for war on my team
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from Detroit to Atlanta Texas and Nashville
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play if you want and you see how the gat feel
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that was all in my past L.T. dog I miss ya
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its Uptown 4 life Chopper City Records the official
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[B.G. Talking]
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My Life
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B.G. |