Kunci: C minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I'm on fire
like the tip of a blunt
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cashing checks like you do
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on the first of the month
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sittin back
twistin up a fat sack
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of that bomb weed
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young brown and dangerous
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ag gressive & hungry
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hi power is a motherfucking army
salute to the general
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the one that's known as criminal
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still on the billboards
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coming with the sickest flows
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still breaking pounds
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on the motherfucking digital
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they know the name
the heard about em
talk about em
I bring the music that
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the cd stores sold out of
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they know the movement so bad
they know the label
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them young hispanics
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they left the west coast disabled
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it's hi- power till the day i die
fuck a record contract
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they said this shit was a way of life
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and i ain't talking about no papers
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I'm talking about loyalty ese
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with middle fingers to the haters
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playa haters & investigators
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stay the fuck up out of the way
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running on that chevrolet
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believe i let them balas spray
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hands up in the air
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like it was a robbery
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still stacking
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no matter the economy
Verse 2
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We steady risen
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still representin
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toking a blunt
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before i finish my sentence
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these haters dissed in the past
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but now they beg for forgiveness
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some of us wished they would left
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they see us begging and wishing
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that i would spit a on that shit
maybe do a hook for em
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no love for these busters
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criminal straight ignores em
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then i scape to the back
with a blunt of that dank
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give a fuck what you think
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steady risen in the blaze
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in this west coat latin rap
steady risen let's toast
and bow to the label
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that's known to represent most
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haha now take a look at the shelves
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how does it feel?
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Then take a look at your sales
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with your sorry ass music
and your sorry ass life
in your sorry ass clothes
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fools crying on the mic
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than they calling on my cell
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tryin to cry on my shoulders
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let it be known
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you get no love from the soldiers
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so save your call levas
and save your texts
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and the fans will figure shit
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so just save your breath
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come step
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than you're playing with death
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i smash motherfuckers ese
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so watch your step
Verse 3
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And any motherfucking rider
roll over to this cat
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on the way to benihanas
with the rhug & tec
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growing up since a youngsta
yeah i knew them vets
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and they schooled me right
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so I do my best
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I gotta be honest
I almost lost my motivation
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cause the game is full of snakes
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and the shit was getting tasteless
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but the weak fell off
and the wackness was replaced
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with the new motivation
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so I throw it in they face
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some new shit
only the strong survive
I proved it
and death before dishonor
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came and left haters clueless
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since i was a youngsta
I had love for this music
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and now i thank god
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that i have a chance to do this
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travel around the world
make money for my new shit
fans going crazy
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every time I drop a new hit
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rappers rap & talk about ballin'
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but i do this
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blue & white diamonds
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on my motherfucking new shit
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catch me drinking pisto with my kids
at the dodger game
in this latin rap game
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toss me in the hall of fame
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I got love for my homies
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no tolerance for lames
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with a bad attitude
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back the fuck up
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with your wack ass low budget half ass
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sorry ass little cracker jack trash
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I take this shit to the bank
with my stacks
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and tell the world don't trip
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the assassin is back ese
Outro 1
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