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Name all in da streets Face all ova da news I'm laughing at all you fuck niggaz Who thought i was thru I don't know if you pussies understand what money can do I raise my right hand to da streets And swear to tell da truth If i ever go commercial Want da streets to cut me loose They say i dont look worried That's what i pay laywers to do Newspapers say i'm heartless Crack it might be true I don't think u undastand wut da fuck I been thru Done had bigger problems than this And wasnt spooked Da niggas dat hate me now Loved me before i blew Fuck niggas want me off da streets Real niggas want me in da booth Project to sell a mil. Situation done grew Done up da steaks on you pussies Imma sell too To all da goons 'round da world nigga I salute Da first rap nigga to ever do a prison trial I'm a hood legend nIgga I shake mo hands than a preacher Niggas in prison love me I'm da only one dat could reach 'em You wanna kno who runnin' da streets Nigga ask promoters Da niggas dat book you They cryin' wen ya shows ova Da nigga dat book me Gon buy my whip wen it's ova You can't boycott me nigga It's jus too hard Jus like tryna tell my grandma it ain't a God I run these mutha fuckin' streets Nigga i'm in charge And one of these niggas play wit me You betta bless 'em Lord Neva seen wen business filled wit so many pussies But niggas sit 'round all day And gossip like some bitches You don't even kno dat man But you aint even in his position A diss record only meen he beggin' fo attention He jus a fuck nigga he don't kno no betta God fo'give him So if you love him You betta calm him down be'fo I kill him Cuz I don't sell lies And I don't drank Criss' And I don't free promote So cut da check bitch I credit my successor Fuck niggas who snitched on my brother If it wuznt fo you soft ass niggas I wouldnt be rappin mu'fucka They say dat shit dat dont kill you in dis world Make u tougher We took a federal situation and created a monster (Plies) You eva been at one of my shows It's like choir rehearsal 2,000 mutha fuckin' real niggas Recitin' my verses All in one room nigga Havin' thug service I look at dis shit like I'm a pastor Don't look at it like I'm workin' ---------------------- Thanks to (THE CAPTAIN) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 25, 2008

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