(singing like Joe "I Don't Wanna Be A Player")
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He don't wanna be a Muslim no more
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He used to be black and proud
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now he wanna be hardcore, ooh, ohh (repeat)
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When I met this cat he was eatin' veggie burgers
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Now you see him yo he think he about murders
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I used to write his rhymes and let him shine
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knowin' that he old school and out of time
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bitch made cat and yo he shot a kid
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On top of that yo he got his man doin' a bid
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Ex-crackhead and lived in a crackhead crib
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Never sold records now he tryin' to live
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But he was my man, I was the key he was a quarter gram
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You like 37, lets give it up man
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you in this war you shoulda let me know
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If it's war when I see you gonna let you go
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but you's a homo thug, faggot though
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I hate you and the rest of y'all faggots though
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So let me boost you and eat y'all niggas what you're used to
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You just mad cuz you wasn't in the Juice Crew
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you a Muslim now or just used to?
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Five Percent today or just used to?
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Aiyyo a thug this week I guess you's too
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mad cuz I cut you off cuz you was soft
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I got jumped you had the gat and you didn't let off
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Ice broke it up than I turned around and split off
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Yeah my nigga shot the nigga in the North Face cloth
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So what the fuck, watch my wyle like what
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You can't rock shit
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Thugged Out Entertainment we fuck you up
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all my N U straight scuff you up
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And all my niggas freak bitches like me and Kurupt
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Aye yo you bitin' my style fearin' my words
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You ain't pro-black because you like po' white birds
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Eatin' ham with your man while you in the suburbs
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You like old school and washed up
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I told you rhyme like a dog and put your heart up
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Tell the truth, tell the truth,
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why you tellin' them lies
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You goy mad cuz I was fuckin' with (?) and Nas
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And you hate Nas right that's what you told me right?
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Everything that he did yo you tried to bite
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Don't get mad cuz you weak and he real tight
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The QB niggas don't like you neither
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You had dreds now you met now you got a Caesar
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bitin' my style, wastin' your style
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You was in for the culture how you switchin' your style
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And you know it ain't over yet
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Cuz me and my click will bring the rest
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Halfway Thugs Part 2
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Noreaga |