Cut ya speaka's up
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Come check out that gutta music
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Rough, Rugged, Raw Uncut
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Where you at Los? (It's Murda)
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Chorus 2x
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Mama how you figure
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I'm a nigga destined for pain
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Ms. Peaches(You Ain't never gonna change)
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Verse 1:
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Up early in the mornin'
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Runnin' out the crack house
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The Grimm Reaper, tried to blow my back out
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(You feel me)
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Is there a Heaven for a Thug with Thug ways
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I'm searchin' for some better days
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Pappa was a Rollin' Stone, Pappa wasn't home
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Me, moms and the kids stuck at home
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I said fuck that, I'mma get paid
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I'mma get me a ticket to the streets
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And work my way to a Key
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Cause I'ma HUSTLA, JACK OF THE JACKA'S
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Make moves with Thugs
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Make moves where niggas show me love
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I'm from NEW ORLEANS, where we be ballin'
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Listen to the lyrics boy
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THE STREETS BE CALLIN'
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Some on the set tryin' to set me up and wet me up
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But these days I be's like I don't give a fuck
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We can all get buck, that's my mentallity
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I'll bring you back to reality (Hey)
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Keep it on the low-low
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Pass me the dow-dow
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Disrespect boy, that's a no-no
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I see through you
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You use to be TRU to
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TRU to you but never TRU to TRU
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Keep it real, guard yo grill
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I do em' like Mike Vick
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I'm on some Bout It, Bout It shit
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I got a rowdy, rowdy clique
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I'm stuck in the game, deep in the game
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Fuck Fame, I Aint Never Gone Change.
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Chorus 2x
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Mama how you figure
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I'm a nigga destined for pain
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Ms. Peaches(You Ain't never gonna change)
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My future's gettin' dem
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My chances gettin' slim
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I'm steady rappin'
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And they (steady attackin')
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Will I forever be behind bars, Lookin' out the window
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I'm thikin' bout my kinfolk
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I'm in the Courthouse, Starin' at the D.A.
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Lookin' for some leadway, lookin' for a free day
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But the color of my skin, realy did me in
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But I'm still proud
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To be the black man standin' in the croud
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I REPRESENT THAT,whom never resent that
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You could put a needle in my arm
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And life still goes on
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I be's a TRU nigga, til' I'm dead
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Even with the police and they money on my head
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I be duckin' from the FED's
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They be trippin' on my lady
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Takin' pictures of my bed and the way I lay my head
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Did you heard what I said?!
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The game ain't the same no more
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Nigga's done changed
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Ya best friend a bust ya brains
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Or they'll take a stand
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To lessin' they charge boy
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If that's ya fall partner
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You gone fall partner
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It's coo Playboy, I Feel Ya Pain
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I'm still in chains
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And I STILL DIDN'T CHANGE
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But they don't here me though....
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Chorus
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Mama how you figure
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I'm a nigga destined for pain
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Ms. Peaches(You Ain't never gonna change)
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Ms. Peaches
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Somebody tell me why, why they wanna take my place
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Cause he ain't never, never gonnna chaaannge...
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Mama How You Figure
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C-Murder |