Tonalidad: B minor•
Verse 1
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Em
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I
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know what the fuck I'm doin'
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But I smoke marijuana
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I can't do what you want me to
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Because I got to stay true
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Nigga fuck, nigga fuck
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Bitches talkin' shit, I don't know why
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Always tellin' lies about it, nigga
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So I'm gonna do what
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the fuck I always do
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I just got to stay true
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Do you remember 85?
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The time when it was all
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the way live
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Well nowadays these are the breaks
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we gotta take to survive
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Be tryin' to stay alive,
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so I can see another ten
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Of all the niggas that's rappin' be
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endin' up in a pen
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Again, another struggle
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for the trouble you ride
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So I sit back and get high,
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keep my thoughts on the prize
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Realize the shit they talkin',
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I ain't trippin' off that
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Time to change, rearrange,
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this game is movin' like crack
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In fact, it seems the old school got
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played out by no rules
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Put it down with fake smile for life,
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I'm bout to show fools
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How it's done when I be
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spittin' these rhymes
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I just been waitin' for the time to get mine
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I stay ready and kept it steady
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like my hand on the
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Glock
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Left the block full of weed,
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yes indeed, it don't stop
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Till I die, be high,
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not givin' a damn what I do
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Payin' dues, stayin' true, so nigga,
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Em
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I don't know what
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the fuck I'm gon' do
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But I swear to
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I can't do what you want me to
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Because I got to stay true
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Em
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Bitches talkin' shit I don't know
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So I'm gonna do what
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the fuck I always do
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G
Em
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Because I got to stay true
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I want to send this out to all the punk motherfuckers who
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don't want to be true to what they say
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they're true to.
owe my dick just because I smoke
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weed and I drink brew.
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That's all I rap about because bitch that's all I do,
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ain't nothing new.
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It's the same shit that you did but the spotlight
is on me because I influence your kids so
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Tell me I need to clean my mouth
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And I tell you you need
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to beat your child
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to stop fucking with me
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Because I never got me a degree
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Never went to college but I just
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got back from getting some weed
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And it's killing me
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And no matter what I call
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myself you'll still
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call me a nigga
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So if you're talking I turn
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my head in front
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blipping I didn't give a fuck
what you said about
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the lyrics and shit in my song
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Nigga know right from wrong
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bitch I got kids
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of my own, and those who love to judge,
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tend to hold a grudge, and if you do suck my dick
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and lick my nuts.
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I don't know what the fuck I'm gonna do,
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because I smoke marijuana, I can't do what you want
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me to, because I got to stay true, nigga fuck you,
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bitches talking shit, I don't know why,
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So I put my
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motherfuckin' mind to this shit
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Told them niggas,
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if you wanna be real, be
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And kissed this motherfuckin' ass,
so reeve
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Ain't no love for them punk
-ass niggas that
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shellin' mercy, me, see?
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It ain't no bitches up in your shit,
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in your grill
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These niggas got me all fucked up, but
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now they know the deal
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And still,
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they come up in my face with that
Yang
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Yang, niggas steady talkin'
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But still they talk the same shit
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shit everyday,
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mothafucka what a nigga say
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Cause if you listen to everybody
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You'll end up changin'
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the way you got your fame
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Em
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Mmm, fuckin' up your name
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Damagin' your brain
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Forgettin' where you got your game
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Dedicated to all my homies
who stayed true to this
Not for all you busted motherfuckers
comin' new to this
You know what I'm sayin'?
You uh, stop suckin' dick
And let's get rich
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I don't know what
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the fuck I'm gon' do
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Be sides smoke marijuana
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I can't do what you want me to
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Because I got to stay true
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Bitches talkin' shit,
I don't know why
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Smokin' till the weed gettin' so weak
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Wanna do what the fuck I always do
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Em
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I got to stay true
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Em
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I had, um, I had one to, um, I had one somewhere,
you got some papers?
Yeah, there's some papers right here,
and a couple of sheets right here.
Goddamn,
why these motherfuckers all about?
Oh, I went to go get a fucking job today.
Shit, what happened?
Get the job?
What the fuck you think happened?
Hell, no, I didn't get no motherfucking
job.
What am I supposed to think about that?
Make some moves on the streets, fuck
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