[Chorus - Akon]
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Ohhh
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Don't even look at me wrong when I come through the 'hood
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Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies
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And when I hit the block, I still will kill
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And I don't want, nigga but I will
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If I got to, kill
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If niggas get to fu*kin' around, if niggas get to fu*kin' around
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[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
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Respect come from admiration and fear
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You can admire if you can catch one in ya wig
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You see the Testarosa the toaster's right on my lap
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So if a nigga get out of line a nigga get clapped
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I got an arsenal a infantry, I'm built for this mentally
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That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do
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Front on me now nigga I'll be the end of you
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Forget ya enemies and think of what'cha friends'll do
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I drop a bag off, then let a mag off
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The Heckler & Koch'll tear half of ya ass off
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I'm not for the games I'm not for all the playin'
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The hollow tips rain, when I unleash the pain
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Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine
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Paint a picture wit' words, you can see when I shine
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Put my back on the wall nigga watch me go for mine
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I let twenty-one shots off at the same time, yeah
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[Chorus - Akon]
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[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
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Where I'm from death is always in the air homie
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Nanna love me so you know she say my prauers for me
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I come creepin' through in the 'hood wearin' teflon
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Hit the corners muthafu*kas get left on
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Niggas know, if not they better check my background
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Try and stick me I fill ya back wit' mac rounds
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Ask 'Preme nigga 50 don't back down
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I keep it funky like fiends in a crack house
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Cross the line boy I'mma air ya ass out
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Screw ya face at me I wan' know what that's 'bout
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Nigga I know you ain't mad I done came up
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And if you are, fu*k you 'cause I ain't change up
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The O.G.'s wanna talk but I don't know these niggas
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And I ain't did no business wit' 'em I don't owe these niggas
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A minute of my time, I get it 'cause I grind
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All across the world like the globe's mine, yeah!
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[Chorus - Akon]
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[Verse 3 - Akon]
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Konvict
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Now tell me have you ever looked up at an instance
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And seen a mac aimin' at'cha head mayne?
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Before you know it life is flashin' reminiscin'
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And ya body is drippin' and full of lead mayne
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I done been there, I done cocked that
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It ain't never been a question I'm 'bout that
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Don't go there, ya can cock that
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And if ya plan to fu*k around then reroute that
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You never catch me ridin' around on these streets
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Without a couple metal pieces under my feet
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Fully automatic weapons and loaded wit' dumb-d's
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Stashed up under the carpet like a can of Seabreeze
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50 don't make me ride on these niggas
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'Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas
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50 don't make me ride on these niggas
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'Cause I'll be long gone like the Ripper, so
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[Chorus - Akon]
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I'll Still Kill (Feat. Akon)
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