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[verse 1: skinny pimp]
in ou’ hood it ain’t da same thang
you see, us n_ggas ain’t changed
the system always on a n_ggas nuts, ’cause da way we hang
they think a n_gga sellin’ dope, but yo i’m on a spree
i’m ’bouta hit a lotta n_ggas, ’til i get a key
i lay my nine on da table, while i smoke a sack
one match, cigar, blunts through the weed mask
we gotta catch a n_gga [?] wit’ da yay_go
we scope da n_gga wit’ta lexus and the benzo
one n_gga finna be a sick n_gga, when i grip my nine, n_gga
betta’ run, run_run, breath n_gga
mask on my face, lookin’ like a ninja
drop it off yo ass, fool; drop it off yo ass, fool
you betta’ drop it off, befo’ i bust a cap in you
fo’head, dead, bled, sh_t
don’t die, my nig’, where da f_ckin’ dope, b_tch?
i woulda’ been rich if my n_gga woulda’ made it
ain’t dat a b_tch? this sh_t is gettin’ complicated

[break]

[verse 2: 211 & skinny pimp]
boom, boom, n_gga here i come, trick got shot
drop it off, n_gga, or my nine, it goes pop
didn’t see the 211, rollin’ wit’ da lights off at night
the gat, the bullets, splatta’, then da guts scatta’
people don’t walk da streets, wit’ out da fear of gettin’ sprayed
young n_gga, like me, is causing drama, rushin’ wit’ hand grenades
you betta’ run my son, stay out of da scope of da gun
i’m shootin’ auto_tec_nina, hollow points, coated wit’ teflon
in da dope gang, man, its f_cked up
now_a_days to make a [?] bank, its ’cause ya lucked up
robbery its my season, wit’ da buck of my sawn_off, fool
my uzi, whatever it takes to gank ya, i’m a thug
i ain’t choosey (manne up, manne!)
smokin’ a blunt, my n_ggas, we chill
across da streets is h_ll, and black ass cops be sellin’
now deuce_four_one, break out da gun
them fools got cheese out there, lets go and get some
my dope game bang, i bang off endz and suckaz hate it
godd_mn, this sh_t is complicated
pistol grip, don’t you slip
just in case yo ass do: smith & wesson, don’t be guessin’
stupid ass, i thought you knew
[break]
d_mn wicked, manne, f_ck that sh_t, manne, we gotta let 2_11 do this sh_t, manne
i’m sayin’
but d_mn, manne, that m_th_f_ckin’ sh_t get so hard, manne
i ain’t know it was like dat though manne
well… i’ma do it again, y’know what i’m sayin’
thats whats up, manne

[verse 3: 211 & skinny pimp]
one little two, little three, four, five glock
hit ya, then i frisk ya, yeah, fo’ da money spot
you see da streets is just a warzone…
and like a pitbull; i’m poppin’ ya f_ckin’ dome
what if a n_gga cross you out, what you gonna do?
buuya, kaapow, bump bump, gimmi me down, fool
we so deep when we creep, duck n_gga, dodge n_gga…
face da gang, nope, finga’s happy on da f_ckin’ trigga’
tell ’em m_th_f_ckas what da 2_11 stand fo’
breakin’ n’ sh_t, gravey? yeah… i got it ho
in ’93 it ain’t a lotta people we can trust
i’m a criminal, a theif, a robber, that loves [?]
why must always worry of da children in da world today?
but i keep on stangin’ man, until i get paid
why don’t ya tell ’em ’bout da streets they think we perpetratin’
i ain’t bullsh_ttin’, my n_gga, this sh_t is complicated
[outro]
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t

real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t
real playas ain’t barrin’ dat sh_t

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