(Intro)
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Real niggas in the house
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You already know
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Niggas sit down and play pool and shit
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Relax
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But niggas donĄŻt know inside them motherfuckin pool balls is nothing but blow
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Been getting money nigga
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You already know, boy
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Toes off, niggas letĄŻs go, man come on
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(Verse)
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Raised off a knucklehead block, you know the pattern
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Black Reeboks all day, letĄŻs beat it captain
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Posin in hostage, Wooldridge galacious
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Clear gazelles, crushed diamonds in the boxes
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Way it getting spiral, sneaker game rival
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Front on me, see 24 caleigles
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Join niggas a hand, well hold up, let me change shit
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Feds is listening cali ghosts ran quick
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Thugs blow alcohol, white bitches tap em all
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So fuck their asses some, young bastard up
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Icy in the Aspens so much dough itĄŻs elastic
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Fuck with the choose crews and black fits
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Might break a man, the heart thatĄŻll shake a man
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Smack the bones out of yo skin, break a fam
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We the veterans, so many little niggas feather skinned
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Well corny dub, drown you in your leather kid
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Slim thirsty, whatĄŻs the word? Reimburse me
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Two tags on, itĄŻs neck bird sweetie
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Check writtin liars, pull a gold out of yo mouth
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With rusty pliers, take down my flyers
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(Interlude)
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You already know what it is nigga
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This is not a game, this is not televised
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This some shit that happened on a train nigga
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(Verse)
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IĄŻm from the home of the cop killers, raised to be a ridin nigga
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Rob niggas, shot niggas, you know I got this hal in me
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Real deal, holy feel
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They not authentic
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Nah, these niggas half-baked, crab cakes
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Bitch, it's baby Jesus, I could sneeze and make the ground shake
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Show no pity, charging cities, niggas, outta town rate
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Why you lil niggas sendin Wayne on the ounce plate?
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IĄŻm in my house shoes, making major balls moves
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30 long, make the world move at a cold shoot
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Old cats want they corner back, you know IĄŻm off duty
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They tryna keep up with him, your stars, I eat dust nigga
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IĄŻm startin to heat up nigga
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The show, wuttup nigga
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West Verdana, this is chess not checkers
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Real finesser nigga, tryna molest his sister
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Black mamba in my jungle possessed with venom
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Heat former and I stop em, the rest is history
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Small house, droppin off a 8 ball
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(Verse)
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To a big deal, 36 mill in my escro
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You walk up with yo chest swole,
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Make it deflate, Biggie and key send we away on that knee chain
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Not cool what we do
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38 special in my boot, IĄŻll shoot you from my shoe nigga
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My wife say itĄŻs a shame how you niggas
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I said you want me to starve em out?
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She said nah boo, get em
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Showed er why IĄŻmma handle all you niggas
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Like the bitches that you are, donĄŻt make me get you out that car
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And getting it goin in yo shit
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Why you poppin off and boy you know IĄŻm with this shit
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We rollin slow, IĄŻll get you here
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Pull up on more and IĄŻm with this shit
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Hoe wherever you at
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IĄŻmma know itĄŻs wherever you at thatĄŻs not where you better be at
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Or else
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Tell yo mama pick the cats to herself
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Hope it make her feel better
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You a dick, the first year I ease up
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But heĄŻs still a dead motherfucker
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AinĄŻt no bullets in the gun, you know you scared motherfucker
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And IĄŻm still a bank head motherfucker
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Whip the plug for the low for the bread motherfucker
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I said IĄŻm still a bank head motherfucker
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Whip the plug for the low for the bread motherfucker
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I Wanna Know
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Raekwon |