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can tell they ain't used to this I can tell they ain't I can tell they ain't I can tell they ain't used to this I can tell they ain't used to this Wit
for good It never made her happy, but I bet that new Mercedes could (my life, my life) Ain't no bars, but niggaz can't escape the hood It took so many
I ain't never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter I'd never drag
] Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown and talk shit in high school when we was fuckin' around ... 'cause I couldn't fuck. But now I'mback, BITCH! To
ghetto bastards What can we do when we're arrested, but open fire? Life in the pen ain't for me, cause I'd rather die But don't cry through your despair
thinking drinking over a felony and hell of me and how it will be some other shit People telling me to cool out But they ain't feeling me a mutha
high assed out screamin' 'thug till I die' before I passed out but now that your gone i'm in tha zone thinkin' 'I don't wanna die all alone' but
's new record *static* [Dominique] Right, but don't you feel like that creates *static* a tension between East and West? *static* He's talking about killing people
People always talkin 'bout My reputation~! I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em, I don't love 'em I don't care, what
with the flow but don't be no muhfuckin fool Hell this music thing is all I got, I ain't makin straight A's in school And ain't wind up to be dumber nigga
as I smoke in em I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww) It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay bits Talkin
around If a nigga ain't got no money for Lay, I'll come around Ain't it funny how niggas turn funny-style When they think they fall in trinkets, ain't
put that shit out man You ain't 'posed to be smokin' no muthafuckin' weed in court (Man fuck dat man they got my nigga) Man that shit ain't cool man (
: [Busta Rhymes] Y'know, my homey Treach from Naughty By Nature once said If you ain't from the ghetto, don't COME to the fuckin ghetto But I'ma let
Cariola I don't mean to hold you up but I got somethin to say Swear to only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us
and my strap in my lap, see Ain't nothin but the G Funk, bumpin in my ???? Hell yeah [Dre] With all the niggas sayin Chorus: Jewell So many people
