Oh (I dont' know what they thought)
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Hangmen 3
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Runnin off topic
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[Chorus]
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Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
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Put ya glass down and grab a chick
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Don't even think you can hang with this
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Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this
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Blunts, bitches, clips, guns
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Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
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[Benzino]
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Come to think about it we ain't ordinary men
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You think you immortal, my dogs ain't sleepin
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Run through ya crib at 6 in the evenin
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10 o'clock news, front page section
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Count all the votes, Benzino's been elected
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Most dangerous, most violent
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My killers always move in silence
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Put 'dro in a blunt, twist it up
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Put fo' in ya gut, twist you up
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You ain't heard, not guilty's the verdict
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I paint a clear picture, you spit with no vision
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I spit viscious, we all in position
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Check a nigga history, you better ask around
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Rap's greatest mystery
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This is for my real dog niggas, incarcerated tears
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Niggas all in tears, throw it up
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[Chorus]
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Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
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Put ya glass down and grab a chick
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Don't even think you can hang with this
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Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this
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Blunts, bitches, clips, guns
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Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
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[Benzino]
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Sky's the limit, long as my heart pump I'll be in it
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'Til I overcome, finally win it
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Used to hit the street hard
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Hustle like time was endin, and I'm not pretendin
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I choose my own destiny
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And can't nobody get the best of me
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And half y'all niggas can't get next to me
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Y'all ain't strong enough to question me
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Cuz ain't no tellin when it's time to go to war
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Specially when niggas don't bang no more
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Fake-ass rappers should cut and take ten
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You act like you can't get laid in coffin
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You act like niggas get play from Boston
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Never underestimate it too often
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Smoke hash just to ease the pain
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And keep stayin focused on gettin payed
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Still searchin in my soul for the answers
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Askin God why I'm gettin these chances
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Home Boston, we harm if we hungry
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Fight if we starvin, I'll die for this money
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[Chorus 2x]
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Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
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Put ya glass down and grab a chick
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Don't even think you can hang with this
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Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this
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Blunts, bitches, clips, guns
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Bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
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Bang Ta Dis
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Benzino |