The Story

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I'm always talking shit cause wherever I go I walk in shit
And now they got me on some stalking shit
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Broad daylight niggaz is crying "But I don't want anyone to blast"
So from the roof I pick em off like a scab
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And watch the slug bust a thug like a watermelon
He shoulda thought about that before caught a terror
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And now another kid grows up without a daddy or a mommy
Cause at the funeral I hit up the caddy,
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it's the army for real niggaz with nothing to lose
Cause when it's time to go you don't get to choose
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I make the muthafuckin rules and I enforce it,
shorty's people was loose hand so he lost it
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I took the joints and tossed them, in the river,
at the same spot that I dumped
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This kid that didn't want to give a nigga the combo, to the safe in the crib
Look, money, that's why I did what I did

     Em                                 Bm
Mad stressed and I'm about to have a breakdown
It's time for pops who got the store on the corner to have get a shakedown
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He hasn't paid for protection in like two months
So I figured I'd leave him wit like two fronts
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I break up shit to let him know that I'm real
Reminder, I know where you live so don't squeal
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Told him, next time I come, Have some paper for me
Don't fuck around and turn into another caper for me
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Cause though he's cool all that cool shit stops
And I be in the crowd talking bout, "Yo who killed pops?"
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It's a shame, he was caught up in the game and couldn't play it
So I smoked him, I asked him "who's the man" and made him say it
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Three times, and that's how many times I hit him
A nigga was acting like he didn't have to pay so I did him
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Yo I think this shit is going to my head (for real)
But let that be a lesson, don't pay dues and you dead

         Em                                Bm
A little birdie told me that the feds were on to me
And they wanted to do something real wrong to me
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So I broke out, Blazed the L for a while
Checked my sources and found my name was on file
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Under gun for hire and extortion, but yo I never use
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The same joint twice as a precaution and I heard this kid tried to set me up
He knew I knew so he tried to wet me up
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See he was under investigation for drugs
They set up all types of phone taps and bugs
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Then when they bagged him, money went out, reprisent (he was my friend)
Said they'd let him go, all he had to do was snitch
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And I know now he wish they would have kept him
Cause it was sweet how I crept him, wet him up then left him
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And that's for mufuckas that don't know
Go against the grain and you feel the pain
Aight yo?