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hehe This go out to all the magazines that supported me All the real motherfuckers All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all y'all motherfuckers
in my lap, keep me walkin' awkward While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it Yo', bitch is my bitch when it
the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the galleria, plaza, chesterfield Rollin down handly hills In a black sedan and ville I used to love it
Heavy starch with the cuff Like fuck it leave it to beaver Catch me in the Galleria, Plaza, Chesterfield Rollin' down Hanley Hills In the black sedan Deville I used to love it
streets are bumpy, lights burned out Dope fiends die with a pipe in their mouths Old school buddies not doing it right Every day it's the same And it
shit get lit - up like a cigarette I smoke my bud by ounce - at least in downtown Cant even holla with something, see I done lived it now These niggas
I BB a king so let me sing you the blues Let me lay down the rules, Get money by all means, Survive at all costs put god 'bove all things I fall Short
you talkin' 'bout, nigga, you see a baller Fuck that bullshit, nigga, 'cuz I'm a baller I take on all y'all nigga, now that's a baller Hollow take what? Y'all
he be working Through my homies burning bridges and I don't give a fuck Remember y'all laughing at me, when I couldn't get a buck It's all gravy baby
the play dough from way back in the day yo they know I put it down pocket full of stones got ya sewing up the town been at it since the 90's in the ghetto
with omega weapons Magnificent 7, this cannibal mouth, gangsta spectrum Form an animal house, fume at 11 [Chorus x2: Leatha Face - Shaolin Soldiers] We shell shocked, we burn
platinum, hehe This go out to all the magazines that supported me All the real motherfuckers All the stores, the mom and pop spots A&R people, all y'all
problem with me or do they got love? And when the light turns green, I don't bone out I wanna see what these black men are all about 'Cuz if it's my
Said, "Here's a ring, it cost a grand" She said, "That ain't enough" Then she ran upstairs to pack her bags While a horse-drawn taxi waited at the curb
" Like Castro, master flows pass the golden links Whatever you think it's all old, you get it? Whatever the cost I will not floss Emcees act the boss they all
