If I got on some pretty boy shit like puffy,
Niggaz in the hood man they jus wouldn't love me.
If I wore a suit everyday like Jay Z,
Niggaz would think I bumped my fucking head and went crazy.
If I put diamonds in my teeth like Baby,
I wouldn't stand a chance to try and sell like Shady.
If I put out bullshit joints like A Z,
everychance Niggaz get they try and play me,
but I move around wit a little 380.
A Nigga try to stunt, a Nigga get spray B.
If I smoke weed all day like Snoop Do,
I'd see the world different through dilated pupils.
If I bust dance moves on you like Usher,
Niggaz would say 50 that ain't Gansta fuck ya.
Man I'mma jus keep doing what I do,
cause Niggaz can't do me better than I do.
What if I had Blockbuster flicks like Will Smith,
and all the back pack Niggaz love me like Mos Def,
I'd prolly be a cool as Nigga like Ice Cube.
Picture me in a flick right now, looking so cool.
What if I was a littley kei Nigga jus laid back,
Hustlin keep a Homie around, somebody around to hold a Gat.
Man what if Hallie Barry was my next baby's mom,
shit I'd get that child support up wit no problem.
If I caught a case and jumped bail, I'd get caught
cause I'm that Nigga everbody know from New York.
What if I was a new rap Nigga you didn't know,
you'd be sayin "damn that kid got a sick flow".
What if I jus Cruized through your hood on 22's, bumping
Curtis Matfield or Marvin so smooth
and if I let the top down on the azure
that would make you sick to your stomach I'm sure.
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You better lose yourself in the moment
Use it, F**k the music I'ma let it go
You only get one shot before I back out and fire back
At ya hat, ya back, ya ass crack, ya nutsack.
Your caddilac if you make it to that,
I'm hitting that
The 70's was smack
The 80's crack.
The 90's was grimey
Millenium mac man
Clips on the whips I ride in em
Bad bitches I ride inn em
Dont worry i'll get 'em
Gat Jammed or un-jammed
God dam Safest the safety dont work
Squeeze the eagle, it chirp.
End up faced down in the dirt
More than hurt,
Bring the beef where you hang out,
Bang out,
Shots ring out.
Hit your shoulders tryin to blow your brains out.
Hit your homies in their legs,
Bet they have their canes out tomorrow
You kno tomorrow's just a day away,
If you can keep your heart beatin' then your ass awake.
They said we couldnt do it, look now I did it
I topped in the club im still sippin the bub
The drama im wid it i get biz ya get it?
I b's on that shit I split ya w(id)ig
Thats why a nigga did it, I cant forget it
I said i didint do it, witnesses said i did it
Im fresh out on bail, my benz is all kitted
5 tv's my rims is so s(id)ick
I cruise thru your --- just fall in love wid it
Baby come in, girl I wanna give it to ya
Once im in, its on im a freak wid it
Money come qu(id)ick, hot shit I spit it
G unit k(id)icks, blue new york fitted
Shorty wanna cut, oh yeah im wid it
She come to my hotel room, she know she gonna get it
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Its exercise, my homie he be waitin he aint next to ride
Chorus X2
Bridge: Who always talkin about........my reputation
I dont love em I dont need em I dont love em I dont need em I dont love em
I dont care what she do with him, its all god wit me
Suuuuu...yeah
They cant do it how i do it im numba one I knew it
I do I do my thing n gangstas bob to it
Its hit afta hit, dam im on a roll
Im like James Brown now, man I got soul
Naw I aint a pimp but hell yeah I got hoes
I was born to do this when I breathe I make a killin
Ya think im bullshittin? My money touchin the ceilin
Cam buyin condos im buying the whole buildings
No grown women R.kelly do it to children
U bettah get me boy ill hurt ya feelings
Its over and over Ima keep on winnin
My rolls royce tinted, ya phantom rented
Thats we neva eva eva see you in the hood wid it
Man everybody know, like everywhere I go
When 50 in club, just go outta control
You can blame it on em, or blame it on dre, ok
Chorus X2

CITIZENCOPE & COUNTING CROWS
EVERYONES A HYPOCRITE
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Tonight she's out to lose herself
And find a high on Peachtree Street
From mixed drinks to techno beats it's always
Heavy into everything
She's always buzzing just like
Neon, neon
Neon, neon
Who knows how long, how long, how long
She can go before she burns away
She comes and she goes
Like no one can
She comes and she goes
She's slipping through my hands
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I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
Wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feels alone
I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
So what so Ive got a smile on
Its hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Dont believe me
Dont believe me
When I say Ive got it down
Everybody is just a stranger
But thats the danger in going
my own way
I guess its a price I have to pay
Still everything happens for a reason
Is no reason not to ask myself
If Im living it right