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Now you tell me who won. I see them,
they run. You know how it is when we
drop records. They up
big first. your in the click.
You claim west side when we ride. Come
quick with game. You claim to be a
player, but I your wife. We back
doors. for life. Plus
trying to see me. We rip your mafia.
Some more ass We keep on coming
while we running for your jewels. Steady
gun. Keep on busting at them. You know
the rules. No Caesar. Go ask your homie
out. I leave you. Cut your young ass up.
Leave you in pieces. Now be deceased. No
K. Don't around with real G's.
Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the
streets. So peace. I let the
know it's all for life. Don't let the
west side rob the night. West side the
night. Bad boy murder on wax and kill.
with me and get your cats pissed.
You know we thug lives
riders west side till we die out here in
California. we warn you. We'll
bomb on you You and your
mama. We going to kill all
you I'm a selfade
millionaire living out of prison in the
air. Bad boy murdered on wax and
kill. Now it's all about you. Copy my
style. Five shots couldn't drop me. Five
shots couldn't drop me. Five shots
couldn't drop me. I took it and smile.
Still thought that you hate
You probably do it. Keep
it real. It's penitentiary still. This
ain't no freestyle battle. All you
getting killed with your mouths
open trying to come up for me. You in
the clouds are now smoking dope is like
a shine. think they learn to fly
but they burn. you deserve
to die to die. You getting money but
it's funny to me. All you living
by me. Why you with me? I'm the
self made millionaire living out of
prison. Biggy remember when I used to
let you sleep on the couch and break a
piss and let you sleep in the house. Now
it's all about mach. You copy my style
with five shots. Couldn't drop me. I
took it in. Now I'm about to set the
record straight with my AK. I'm still a
dog that you love the hate first. Got to
concentrate against the clock I race.
Got no time to waste. I'm already late.
I got a marathon pace. Informatic to a
workaholic. Word to Dr. Dre and that
first marijuana take. This I got a
chronic case and I ain't just blowing
smoke. This is in your mama's face. I
know this time falling dy won't tell me
what not to say. They know me in my
party days all pretty much parted ways.
I swear to God I forgot I'm the gun. I
ain't got a break when it's time for
Charlotte. If my response is late, it's
just how long it takes to hit my
radar. I'm so far away. These rappers
are like Hunger Games. One minute
they're mocking Jay, next minute they
get to stop me going, so they copy
Drake. Maybe I just don't know when to
turn around and walk away. But all the
hate I call it walking water gate. I've
had as much as I can tolerate. I'm sick
and tired of waiting out and lost my
patience. I can take all even
only once you self
millionaire thug living out of prison.
Pistols in the air. Shots couldn't drop
me. Five shots couldn't drop me. Five
shots couldn't drop me. Still a thug
that you love to hate,
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