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Smooth as a wanna be

For quickly you a gonna be

O that's the way it is

F**k yea and that's the way it's gonna be

Why puffin on a dank

And drinking mad brew

Taking names and after

That I'm kickin a** too

Breed kinda of tha

Can I get a ryhme to go

Hey yo pac I'll set back

And design it slow

They hate to see a young ni**a come up

Another punk run up

And have to get his gun up

Cause um I ain't takin no shorts

Like a newport

Explortin the fully joint and

Explodin on the whole court

And I don't wanna be

Wanna be nuttin like mike

Cause even mike don't miss

Every itty bitty triflin

And when you in the spotlight

You get um jocked right

But your lifes not tight

Buckin anybody forbed mine

When will they relize

I'm set out to get mine

I gotta get mine

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I keep my mind on my money

Money on my mind

Finga on the trigga

Ni**a hand on my nine

Smokin blunts a skunk

Makin h*es of punks

And only underground funk

Bumpin outta my trunk

Live my life as a hustla

High till I die

Meetin b**ches gettin riches

Miss me when lie

Picture me living out my life as a busta

I ratha pop out a shot out my glock

And blast muthaf**kas

I live that thug life baby

I'm hopeless chokin off indo

Tryin to keep my focus

Don't let that b******t worry me

F**k the fame I'm true to the game

Till they bury me

God gave me game so I'm hustlin

Pour out some liqour for my n***as

2pac is still strugglin

My niggga breed new the time

Wether it's ryhme or crime

Ni**a I gotta get mine

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Now let me rushing threw your mind

I'm balla is what I keep gettin

Everytime I pick up the mic

And start spittin

The sidewalk of new york will start bumpin

Jumpin around

With the muthaf**kin pound

And I'm down to the fullest

And breakin n***as a** off proper

Did you right that's right

Cause I got you in my pocket again

The new jacks the new jacks

Use to be my n***as

When I ran way back when

I boasted and roasted

And coasted to the clinical

Cause I'll do it again

Like percision

Cut the two lines in the division

Plus what I add loose as flutes

It's gaming foe sale like prostitutes

I never had love for h*es

To put it blunt

They want me in the back

But b**ch I'm in the front

Don't front and really

I don't need a reply

Pull yourself together as you pass me bye

I'm on a whole nother level

Them h*es is left

I told you befoe keep ya p**sy to yourself

Goodbye some many n***as lied to have

Funny what a muthaf**ka do for math

I got rats caught up

In my everday actions point

Equal to your realist satisfaction

Buckin anybody that forbid mine

When will they reelize

I'm set out to gwt mine

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