(feat. Rick Ross)
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No way, uh-uh, and you ain't him
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Stop it, quit it right now
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And you ain't him
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Here I is, sorry to keep you waitin'
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But now I'm back with more fire than Satan
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Listen, wish man this track is blazin'
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Better yet, this track amazin'
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This track remind me of when the studio was down in this Nick Day's basement
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My shit was far from legal
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Wrong place on a Buick Regal
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Check under that seat, look in the back of that trunk is truly legal
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Hold on, better pump your brakes
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Don't wanna make no mistakes
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Runnin' all the time might get you somethin' hot in your face
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And I ain't talkin' 'bout no mace
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I'm talkin' that shit that chase
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That shit that'll bring you down and take forensic files gonna solve that case
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I hear a lot of I did this
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I hear a lot of I did that
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It's funny when he go to the stand and point at his man like "he did that?"
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You wanna stand like you're so not gangsta
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Plead to the judge, "I'm so not gangsta"
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Mm, mm, mm, I believe ya
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See, it's just best to play yo cards
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You don't try to be who you are
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You ain't gotta prove nothin' to me
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Motherfucker, I know you ain't got no heart
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You say you got yo money right
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you live the street life
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you got them keys witchya
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(I don't believe you)
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I know a gangsta when I see him, little buddy, and you ain't him
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I been watchin' you sucka, I got my eye on you, man
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No, no, no, and you ain't him
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He's a facade
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No, no, no
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He got drilled
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And you ain't him
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When you keep that drill, all the suckas wanna ride
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Yeah, when you goin' 65 with yo skinny tires
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He tellin' lies and sellin' pies, I'm sellin' mine
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Shots fired, but he expired like this every time
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How the fuck you cool? He don't even know the rules
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He just flew the coop, he ain't got a chick you wanna move
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But I'ma hand you this (show him how it's got to go)
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Before you get to management, shorty, you gotta mop the floor
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He's not a hustla, he's not a gangsta
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Let me take your soul, sucka, I'll thank ya
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I'm the boss, you gotta grind if you wanna flow
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You say you move them chiggas right?
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you got a meal ticket
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you got a white Phantom too
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(I don't believe you)
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I know a hustla when I see him, little nigga and he ain't you
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You say you got your money, right?
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you live the street life
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(I don't believe you)
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You say you got them keys witchya
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(I don't believe ya)
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I know a gangsta when I see him, little buddy and you ain't him
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Lay back, smoke one
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No, no, no
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And you ain't him
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No, no, no
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And you ain't him
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No, no, no
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And you ain't him
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(No, I don't believe you)
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(No, I don't believe you)
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(No, I don't believe you)
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No, no, no, and you ain't him
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U Ain't Him
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| Nelly |
