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I've been way and I can't stop, ah
Hands on the ball and I drop, no
Half-assed rhymes that you watch, no
It ain't 'cause I want to 'cause I gotta
Get it crip the gettin' is good
Before the is 10 percent skill and 90 percent Hollywood
I don't need that, I don't believe
Everybody gon' get hurt, if I do

I flirt with the idea of the game
Nah! I'ma continue to change
It take brains, and backbones to get it on
And keep it on, we it movin', to each his own
So I spit about it, whatever I about it
I'm just bein' real it, X get hot nigga forget about it
don't fail me now
Dedicated to the enemies and friends that hold me

We back on line, we to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We on the grind until we die
And for mo', 'cause we can't get enough

Above the rest, no less
Go ahead, the game, be my guest
Somethin' brand new and heavy to get off my
Win time after time 'til ain't none left
Hardhat, the clock, back to work
I'm bigger, stronger, faster, built to
Everybody and who come to my party
Like they ready to get and touch somebody

Who's that nigga y'all to see? X
Often imitated, but be, X
What's next, respect like paychecks
to the bank with my bitch and have safe sex
What do you believe in? I in
Seizin' the moment, livin' and dyin' to spit with a
Here for redemption been around
cats were just too blind to listen

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the until we die
And for mo', 'cause we can't get enough

It ain't my fault, we droppin' hits
And you can't spit like this, so I'm takin' yo'
It ain't shit changed, we gon' like this
And I'm drinkin' fifth, we still don't take no shit

I got a sixth sense, tells me you ain't worth six cents
I'm sick my sixth sense
Whattup Doc? I'm gettin' to business
Crooked ass the to the Rampart district
Loose yourself in the music, move it or it
Abuse it, let's booze it, please confuse it with the
Next man, it's the rollin'
Stand firm, as the ground I'm holdin'

Make mine golden, permanent state
Stacked with the that you can't take witchu
Long range missile, if we got
I'ma squeeze this shit and nobody gon' you
I'ma keep 'til the medics come get you
We busy, stay off my line, you can't get
Peep the design from the
Yo Dre, bring that shit one more time!

We back on line, we to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the until we die
And back for mo', 'cause we can't get

We on line, we came to ride
We deal, we stack, we
We stay on the grind we die
And back for mo', we can't get enough