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 [Chorus: scratching]
 Pain In Da Ass  You" [3x]
 Styles "I  give a fuck" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give a  who you are"
 Pain In The Ass "  You"
  "Niggaz is this and that"
 Big Pun "I'm even, even better than 
 Styles  don't give a fuck who you are"
  In Da Ass "Fuck you"
  "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
  "I don't give a fuck who you are"
 Pain In Da  "Fuck you"
 Nas  is this and that"
 Big Pun "I'm even,  better than before"
 Styles "I don't give a  who you are"
 Nas "Niggaz  this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
 
 [Verse]
 Either I'm trippin'  the ecstasy
 Or I could feel  world turnin'
 I'm  flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin'
 Comin' up,  was taught never back down
 That's why I act the way I act now, hold the  down
 32 shots, squeeze  there ain't a shell left
 Come with my gun smokin', you can  death
 They get the first laugh,  get the last laugh homie
 Hit the gas on it, pull  and mash on 'em
 There's a lot of talk in the streets  me
 Niggaz know, ain't nothing  about me
 Get back to questions, like  who shot ya?...
 You think it  Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
 Nigga, street shit should stay  the street
 So, keep it  the low
 But everybody who's somebody already 
 A few words for any nigga that  hit the fuck up
 My advice if you get shot down,  get the fuck up
 LET'S GO
 
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 [Verse]
 Maaaaaaaaan
 I told  not to fuck with me they still push me
 Figured  get away with it cause Tone and Poke pussy
 I  gone through static, shot at with automatics
 Since 90, when Nas  out with "Illmatic"
 If Suge was home, Death Row would be good for 
 Cause Tommy Matola  shootin out in the hood wit me
  been shot 9 times my nigga that's why I walk funny
 Hit in the jaw  why I talk funny
 With a Ruger on my hip, I walk  street with no care
 Think my grandma's prayers  only reason I'm here
 My wrist icy, keep my  icy, keep my neck icy
 That's why you  like me, so I'm a heavyweight
 How dare these niggaz take  lightly?
 I ain't  to make friends and niggaz aint gotta like me
 My own homie said  you done lost yo' mind"
 Cause I shootout in broad day,  and toss my nine
 
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 [Verse]
 Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say  ain't hot"
 When I drop,  sound like Eminem and Kid Rock
 Play the block, with the watch all rocked  fuck up
 Jukes me,  week later y'all be shot the fuck up
 Born a healthy baby, I  always crazy
 This aint how moma rasied me, this how the hood made 
 The D's call me  my government name
 I be dumb and shoot  parks
 Have niggaz runnin' like  Comin'"
 There's  pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark
 Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would  they heart
 So when  come home, the come home
 Walking  tough walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
 Talk'll get you shot in New York  BBBBLLLLATTTTT
 Sex,  murder, I gotta eat
 But I aint tryin do +Hard Time+  +Pistol P+
 See, niggaz uptown understand  in the street
 You niggaz  "Stan" me in the street
 Ha-ha
 
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