Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
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Unh,yeah
I like the way this feel right here
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Yo turn me up in the head
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phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
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There ain't shit in this world deeper
(Except loyalty and love,
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between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip
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and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and
lay a nigga's kid)
For you, there ain't a damn thing
I'm a Thug, this my way I show,
my love for you
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(Nigga for you, I get the coke,
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I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke,
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we gon' rob a nigga ass
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(For you, if we get knocked,
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I'ma have to take the weight
Cause with a record like yours dogg,
you ain't stayin' upstate)
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I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
Cause I know you'd do the
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same thing too... Haha
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I ride, you ride for me,
my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug
like me?
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Would you ride for me? (You ain't even
got to ask)
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Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
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blast you, they blast me)
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Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
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I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
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Nigga, you ride for me?
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(You ain't even got to ask)
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Would you die for me? (Nigga, they
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blast you, they blast me)
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Would you cry for me? (Shit, when
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I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside
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(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
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I'm the clip, you the gat
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I'm the Glock, you the mac
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I'm the artist, you the trap
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I'm a pen, you the pad
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I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
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I'm the ice, you the bezel
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I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
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I'm the shell, you the barrel
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I'm a pimp, you a player
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I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down,
you the muffler
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Would you ride for me?
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(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they
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blast you, they blast me)
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Would you cry for me? (shit, when
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I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
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Nigga, you ride for me?
Bbm
(you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast
you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when
Db
I die I don't cry for me,
Just keep reppin' Southside for me)
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You can catch me in public housing,
wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains,
bundled up to ski
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Since, time is money,
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I rhyme on the clock
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And walk through the strip
with a nine in the ox
you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice,
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I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop,
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guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like
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a sonar range drop
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I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
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it's Showtime at the Apollo
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Damn near every rapper
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
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I ran through niggas,
They mad cause they see
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me in Cancun bitches
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straight from the 'hood my nig ga
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If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
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I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by
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still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man,
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full of wisdom
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Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice,
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I'm called Jack Frost man
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And while we sippin' on
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cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart,
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but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars,
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Or sixteen cars on your mom's
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