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1  That's right, want time for your mind?   YEA...                                       1
2  It sad for you all my niggaz who think they hard   Dis      for      all my niggaz who think dey hard... 2
3  Ok nigga, I'll tell you what's hard up yo, whats hard up yo?   [laughing]                                                                       3
4  Goin' about your day nigga losin' your life at the end of it   You wanna know whats hard(whats hard pimp?)                             4
5  Nigga that's what's hard, minding my motherfuckin' business                         Goin about yo day nigga losin yo life at the end of it 5
6  Let me tell ya'll 'bout the last day I lived in my life   Now dats whats hard...(MINDING MY                                         6
7                             MUTHAFUCKING BUSINESS) 7
8  I'm in                   the 96 Impala with the gat in my lap   Let me tell yall bout the last day i lived nigga              8
1  Annihilating any nigga tryin' to work in my trap   1
9  I have the Feds got me tapped so to keep em' off of my back   [Verse]                                                                         9
2  I got a crib in the trap and a crib to relax   2
10                                                          Im in tha 96 Impala with tha gat in my lap 10
11  Now                                  my indictment was a secret   Annihilating any nigga tryin to work in my trap                 11
12  And that's the way that they keep it   Now see the feds got me tap'd     12
13  If I ain't have a hoe givin' head to the feds                     So                                       to keep em' off of my bac 13
14  Comin' back tellin' me exactly what they said                       I got a crib in tha trap and a crib to relax 14
15                                              Now my indictment was a secret and 15
16  I'm a dead man walkin', waitin' on time in jail   thats the way that they keep it                 16
17  But I'll die before I let 'em stop my mail         If i aint have a hoe givin head to tha feds 17
18  Long as I got another ounce to sell   Comin bac tellin me exactly what they said 18
19  What the hell I'm a bail, a grab my scale   Im                 a dead man walkin...            19
20                                Waitin on time in jail 20
21  Get another key and I'm a slang       my ya   But i'll die before i let em stop my mail 21
22  Every day I feel like he on my trail   Long as i got another ounce to sell        22
23  Look 'em in the face and say fuck their jail   What tha hell ima bail? a grap my scale       23
24  Niggaz on the west side cant re-up because it's a drought   Get another key and ima slang my yayo                   24
25                                                                    Niggaz on tha westside cant re-up becuz its a drought 25
26  So I check the crack house, damn it sold out   So i check tha crack house...                      26
27  Now back to the crib so I can check this stash   DAMN it sold out                                       27
28  Ain't sure about how much dope I had                       So back to tha crib so i can check this stash 28
29  Got a couple keys in the safe right now   Aint sure about how much dope i had      29
30  Weigh it up, cook it up, then chop it down   Got a couple keyz in the safe right now       30
31                                                       Weigh it up cook it up then chop it down 31
32  Now I'm ready to go and pick up my fetti   Now im ready to go and pick up my fetti 32
33  But before I leave the house I can't dip without grabbin' my G'z   But before i leave tha house i cant                                  33
34  And                   my keys to my brand new V   dip without grabbin my G'z                        34
35  Put 'em in pocket so I'm a get blue jeans       And my keyz to my brand new V put em in 35
36  [Incomprehensible] nigga you had 'bout three   pocket with tha gat to see 36
37  Put this red dot to your ass an' squeeze   Niggaz pleeze nigga you holla bout freeze               37
38                                                  Put this red dot to ya ass n squeeze 38
39  Now I'm dippin' back to the swats, with the 4-4 and a plastic glock   Now im dippin bac to tha swats                                         39
40  Turned around      and I had to stop, couldn't trap sworn it was cops   With tha 4-4 and a plastic glock                                              40
41  Sittin' white but I still ain't scared, Mac Boney 'em must have fled   Turned around and i had to stop                                    41
42  Only cops is I fear is the feds on my car flashin' blue an' red   Couldnt trap swarn it wuz cops                                                   42
43                                               Standin there n i still aint scared 43
44  Damn there they go now it's time to deal   Mac Boney nem must have fled                 44
45  Got the 4-4 right by my heal         Only cops is i fear is tha feds 45
46  9 millimeter with a extra clip        On my car flashin blue n red 46
47  That's what ya'll niggaz get fuckin' 'round with TIP   Damn there dey go now its time to dip 47
48                                   Got tha 4-4 right my hip 48
49  Bustin' at 'em an' cursin' at 'em but ain't no shakin' 'em   9 millimeter wit a extra clip                                    49
50  Them bullets that they was bustin' at me my vest was takin'   Dats what yall niggaz get fuckin round wit TIP                    50
51  Makin' them pigs fall in pain, turned around 'cause one call my name   Bustin at em                                                               51
  Took a hot one to the brain, yeah I died but long live the game   N cussin at em but aint no shakin em
1  Them bullets dat they wuz bustin at1
2  me my vest wuz takin em2
3  Makin dem pigs fall in pain3
4  Turned around cuz one call my name4
5  Took a hot one to tha brain5
6  Yea i died but LONG LIVE THA GAME...6
      


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