| Yo, when shorty decided to call my cell ‘cause she was bored sittin' home
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| Talking all loud and shit, got wifey pissed like, «Who's on the phone?»
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| I told her, «Wrong number,» then hung up—when I got the chance to roam
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| I called her back and says, «Next time you ring my Jack (speak softly)»
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| When your stomach on the ground and you’re starvin' and your only option is
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| robbing
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| ‘Cause you’re too lazy to get a job and so now you’re masterminding a plot
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| And you run up in a gas station with a pistol cocked and you want the gas with
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| no problem
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| Tell him the money or your life and (speak softly)
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| When the boys are thirsty the block is hot and you the spark of that fire
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| But you getting paper regardless most of these rats are rockin' the wire
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| Just when you meet turn on the TV and put the volume up higher
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| They in the van with the headphones listening so (speak soflty)
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| Cats just living mob life, stabbing kids in their ribs in bar fights
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| Colder than Klondikes, hundred large heist, do the job nice
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| Shot dice on dark nights, money spinning like cops' lights
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| Feds raided their spot twice, now it’s bugged so they (speak softly)
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| It’s funny how these dudes be fronting, running their mouths and talking about
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| the kid
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| Ain’t got no future, no type of talent, and so they downed the kid
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| Doubt the kid, but guess what, when they get around the kid
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| They know I got that bitch so they watch their lips and (speak softly)
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| Watch what you say, how you say it, and who you talk to
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| You never know, something you said come back to haunt you
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| Before you eat your words observe mine, I warned you
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| Best thing to do, bite your tongue, shhhhh!
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| When mami was fiending for some answers, she snuck me up in the crib
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| With her mother sleeping, the steps creaking as I stumbled and slid
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| To the bathroom, she threw a towel on her lamp and tucked in the kid
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| And said, «Shhh! |
| He out cold, get on the floor and (speak softly)»
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| When I’m up in the on and London visits
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| The gods see us near the desk and be all up in a brother’s business
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| They wanna cross their arms and crack sarcastic smiles ‘cause they critics
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| But we just play it off, lean over the table and (speak softly)
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| Stapleton villains, faithfully illin', pacin' and grillin'
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| Cater the building, cakin' and chillin', eighth in the ceiling
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| Raised in the system, the bubbles on the wall are and Envision
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| But dust heads with the burners are able and willing so (speak softly)
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| Ralphy loose and he knew it, cruising the U-trick, two and a toothpick
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| Boomin' his music, two with a full clip, usually move slick
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| In '86 beat some dude to death with a stool and a pool stick
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| Did ten years, came home, now the avenue (speak softly)
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| Yo these rappers bugging, nothing but actors fronting
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| Stunting like their raps is busting, security staff be like a half a dozen
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| Claiming they run the game but they’re watered down without the flames
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| You ain’t nice, you got fifteen minutes of fame so (speak softly)
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| Oh, word, word, word, aight
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| I can get with that man, you know what I’m saying
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| Jo Jo and Marco, you know what I’m saying
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| Italian connection, you know what I mean
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| I put a little Parmesan cheese on my collard greens
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| It’s all good
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| Yo, but, yo Marco, let me tell you man
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| Yo, this your man J-Zone, Chief Chinchilla
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| AKA Mr. Don’t Holla
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| Kenny Hoggins, Captain Backslap the Overlords
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| Same Killa, oh man, I got a problem man
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| Is it me or is my timing always fucked up
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| Yo, like, why everytime you get a girlfriend
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| All these bad, fine-ass chicks wanna try to talk to you now?
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| Like, when I was single, I couldn’t even get the Myspace URL
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| Bitch wouldn’t even add me as a friend
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| Now the ho wanna call me
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| And she bad too, and shit, shit is crazy man
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| Now that I’m settled in my situation
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| They want to be available
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| Or can they just smell when you’re not available
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| You know what I’m saying?
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| And they just want to rub it in
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| Yo, I’m just fucking up with timing
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| Yo, Edo, Marco, break it down for me about that time |