Susi: G# minor
Verse 1
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I woke up this morning,
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Rich as a motherfucker an
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no suprise, I'm with a different bitch
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Different day, different ass,
different tits
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Strap under my pillow,
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I'm not supposed to do this shit,
but I forget
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The true principles of life
are supply and demand
Guess if you never sold dope
it's hard to understand
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My man got knowledge of self,
at my back God
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Find out today's mathematics
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grew up a violent child
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Fuck a boy scout, I air your ass out
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Nigga, nice chain, dice game,
Shoot a couple head cracks,
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I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage
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Gold medal around my neck
like I won the Olympics
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We came from nothing, now they
Verse 2
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Cm
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Nigga, hold up, hold on
Hold on
These niggas,
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they watching every dime we make
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Hold up, hold on
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We want that deluxe apartment in the
Verse 3
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sky with a clear view
Instead we get the D's
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We learn to play the game
how it's supposed to be played
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And so you know, you violate,
you supposed to be sprayed
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It's not a big deal to me,
stay calm
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I'll shoot the shit out of a nig
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ga, then call it Barrel Bonds
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But, if I don't do this shit myself,
bet I'll get it done
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Shit on my nigga,
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you shit on me, we of one
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Don't make me write my name
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across your face with a razor
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Re- Up, no joke, they
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say theyis sample the bomb
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This shit can take a two and we cut
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this bitch with a one
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Watch the fiends stand
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in line for the potency
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No lactose involved, pure coco leaf
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You can sniff that or cook
that to my belief
That money coming in like we
run the streets
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We came from nothing, now
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they saying we straight
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Nigga, hold up, hold on
These niggas,
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they watching every dime we make
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Hold up, hold on
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Hold on
Verse 5
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This shit go how I said,
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go when it's time to expand
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So say it's over your dead body
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You a gangster for real,
you ready to ride?
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Nigga, you gonna die a bad
case of too much pride
Check my DNA, homie I'm a different kind
Hit the speed dial,
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that quick I'll get ya lined
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We don't want your block,
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just cop your work from us
Those niggas you call
allies can't be trust
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That Rollie all gold,
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I got the Midas touch
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as hell not to touch stuff
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On the phone I heard 'Ye
smacked the shit outta a kid
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Now Jimmy got life,
go smack him again
When it's war, it will be war to the bitter end
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If they ever say we lose,
I start it again
Let's sneak the niggas spray
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that Semi at your momma crib
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With a silencer we couldn't
Verse 6
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We came from nothing, now
they saying we straight
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Nigga, hold up, hold on
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These niggas, they watching
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Hold up, hold on
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Hold
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