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 [Intro: Jim Jones]
 R.I.P Big
 We some niggaz that's gonna make you proud of this game
 Smell me? (Jones, Capo)
 Cash Money (Santana)
 Dipset (Lil Weezy)
 Let's Ride
 
 Cause real g's know the feeling (It's Murda)
 It's hard body, no remorse for the killing (Watch It)
 Cause real g's know the feeling (It's Murda)
 It's hard body, no remorse for the killing (Weezy)
 
 [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
 Mad trees and bitches in dungarees
 The city under seas, kitchen 100 degrees
 I love that summer breeze, I'll stand in it until it freeze
 I'm from another breed, them sss, southern g's
 I sip phemetrazine, I lean, I stand tall
 I'm mean, I'm mad raw, I'm coming like fastball
 Steee-rike, Yup, so get it right
 Nigga, one of my sniplets'll end your whole life
 You ain't nothing but a riblet to a nigga with a knife
 In a fork, I'm a pig myself, I eat schwork
 So be smart and play your own part
 If you don't love yourself, I'll make you see your own heart
 And we don't like the narcs, stay away from the cell
 Hey, I'ma shoot it out if I'm facing the ail
 Yea, so tell your girl to come and make me rich
 Weezy Baby nigga, 9 to 5, 10 to 6
 
 [Chorus: Juelz Santana]
 All night, I can't sleep, I toss and turn
 Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
 (Watch it) I ain't going out without a fight
 I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
 I'm with whatever and I ain't going out without a fight
 I'm with whatever, It'd be your life before my life
 At night, I can't sleep, I toss and turn
 Got my hand on my pistol, when will these motherfuckers learn?
 
 [Verse 2: Juelz Santana]
 It's showdown time, throwdown time
 Same d-off, four pound time
 Clack Clack, go get yours, I'll go get mine
 Check it man, I'm wit whatever
 Goodness gracious the paper
 Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
 I'll blow that ass back for fronting on a nigga like me
 You got nothing on a nigga like me, you'll see
 I'm on the grind from sun up to sun down
 If I'm lying, may lightning come down and strike me right now
 I'll turn a dollar to a twenty to a fifty to a hundred
 Keep it coming til I'm full on my stomach
 I'm stuck in my ways, I'm stuck puffing my hase
 Hand on my pistol, front of it sprays
 I'm stuck living the life of a ghetto nigga
 Trying to get rid of the life, alright?
 
 [Chorus]
 
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