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/ 77.253.127.* / 2008-10-06 19:44
Now I was born in the gutter facing life or death
I was a thug ever since my momma gave me breath
These motherfuckaz wanna see me die
So who am I to try to warn ‘em, I’ll buck and bomb ‘em, them niggas fry
Hey remember me? Down that Hennessy
The nigga you don’t wanna see, let me proceed
My definition of some thug shit, y’all don’t hear me?
Now that it’s poppin aint no love bitch
I maintain in the game, in the gutter is where I still kick it
I’m tryin to hustle up a meal ticket
I’m still wicked in my ways, a hustler till my dying days
Aint nothin wrong with gettin paid
So nigga blaze, cuz we some motherfuckin fools
Walkin through the streets wearing jewels
Breakin niggaz, fakin moves
Even the cops can’t stop us
My enemies flip when the see me drink a fifth of that Hennessy