[Krayzie]
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Yeah come on come on come on, this is my family this is my family
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my family, this is my family this is my family my family
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[Layzie]
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Lord help me make up my mind
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which way do I turn when there's so much stress
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surroundin' me daily? This world's so cruel and shady
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and I really do miss my baby baby boy, oh boy
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me and yo' bigger brother we keeps it realer
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You'll always be our lil' nigga, and I know yo' mama miss ya
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Picture the day when I get my callin' but until then
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I guess I'm stuck (Oh Fuck)
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Little T know I miss so much when he get to heaven baby
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Boy what's up? We can ride and roll, I know
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without this Po-Po trailin', bailin'
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All the way to heaven betcha that's a promise
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Comin' with tha bombers, niggaz can't test this
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creep defeat is all ya meet
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Rollin with tha niggaz that pack the heat
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and the sack of weed straight out of control
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Test tha souls, hoes, nigga rolls, playa haters
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and tha po-po as well
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Figure (?) everybody need (?) and we livin' in hell
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nigga really can't tell, so why?
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Prepare for the worst and hope for the best
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and the rest as written, some wanna treat my
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like I'm forbidden, but I'm just lookin' for the shit that's hittin
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Could I be? Come a little bit closer
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why you cautious when you approaches?
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Is ya scared of tha fact we soldiers Mo' Thug
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breakaz fittin' ta take shit over
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Under my halo pray mo' say Mo' Thug wit love
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to tha depth that tha game goes
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Die all you hoes, foes, and you propose.
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[w/ Ken Dawg]
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Nigga better roll than get rolled over
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we shuttin' shit down, and you
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know a nigga love to get buck wild
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pow come fuck wit me now (now, now)
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[Krayzie]
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family..
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[Bizzy]
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Thug (?) my hood is drug prison and (?)
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is my mission, we heatin' shit why vision?
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Be crooked (?) beginnin' of my endin' (?)
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Why is my mind spinnin? (?) I'll say hey, fuck it
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my family ain't livin' for nothin' but strugglin
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was one of the reasons I'm thuggin
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instead of (straight) hustlin' (?) Somebody tell me somethin
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what is there? Nothin? If I give you, what'll you (?) me
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you'll fuck it all up for the love of (lust)
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Cause I love you so, but unlike my friend you're just my foe
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Peace till the end of the road cause we're all gone
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But no, nigga don't lose your (soul)
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But it(?) Trust in mine, alright then we can roll. (roll, roll)
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[Krayzie]
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family..
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[Wish]
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Cause you're, too young,mama, and daddy, when ya
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lay down and (have some eggs?) and I remember y'all breakin' up
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Doin'it layin' down. What went wrong?
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Was it me? But I ain't mad at'cha
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cause outta all that shit I got two sista's and a brother
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and I learned to harmony
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On the streets, on tha Clair, that's where
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I'm from y'all, on the streets of tha Clair
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that's where I met Bone Thugs y'all it's gettin' time to be a man
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gotta get out tha house cause I can't stand mommy's man
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he talks with his hand
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Come come creep on tha streets with me
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that's where I learned how to sell drugs
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it's where I learned how to (pull/pump) slugs
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it's necessary, necessary for me to get down for mine
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so I creep and I (grind) (?) give it up but get down
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And I know that shit was wrong but
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don't blame me, blame tha thugsta in me
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Cause that's where that shit comes from (comes from)
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Bloody red rum, nigga, we nuttin' but survivors, (?)
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we survivors,that's why we be..
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[Krayzie]
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family
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This is my family, this is my family, my family..
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Get ready to duck bitch or get fucked up boy
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Don't fuck around and get zipped in a body bag
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Off in the grave and yo brains'll be hangin' damaged by (?)
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Everyday we see mo' niggaz h |