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[TQ - Intro]
KB, Vandalz (yeah yeah yeah) `Bout mine Y`all know how we do it Yeah (`bout mine) This is for them soldiers (keep it goin`) All day, everyday (yeah yeah yeah) [TQ] I`ve got so much trouble on my mind Refuse to lose I got my windows seedy, county line`s still on Now what the hell is goin` on? This nigga been around the world and back And it`s a lesson to be learned in that A lot of paper to be earned in that But I still couldn`t discern the fact That the life ain`t gotta be like that So hold it down [TQ] (On top of mine) Better be about it, or you`ll see about it (Gonna keep it on) I L-I-V-E about it S-I-N-G about it (Who could be with me?) Wouldn`t be without it When I think about it, who gon` be down? (Who will be down?) You better be about it, or you`ll see about it (Don`t get no more) I L-I-V-E about it S-I-N-G about it (I`m sick of all you haters when I`m comin` `round) Where would I be without it? When I think about holdin` it down (Gotta hold it down) [TQ] Oh, when I was young in my neighborhood I sold straps cuz the paper`s good (So I guess you understand me nigga) We let them ends get bigger It`s always somethin` wrong with the picture That`s when it hits ya Seventeen years old, ain`t no need to be rollin` In a big body Benz that`s stolen All my knuckleheads holla if ya hear me now The grind is somethin` that you gotta stay real about I doubt I`d change a thing about my life, except these haters I`d take `em baby, two at a time, with lefts and rights And won`t get tired `til we all ball, causin` a riot Can`t even see no peace and quiet So I decided misery I`ll deal with myself Ain`t no need for me to be involved with nobody else I`ll chase my wealth across these continents Why these fake mothafuckas wanna get with this? Bitch nigga, be `bout it Repeat 1 Repeat 1 [Vandalz] Now who be lettin` them heads loose, aimin` off the roof It`s the new millennium and I still ain`t feelin` `em I`m Y2-AK, ready, hands steady Shame on you niggas, how we came on you niggas Shoulda pulled the heat out and flamed all you niggas To the clique I`m dedicated, `bout, blunted and faded Bitch please Ask a nigga, squeeze the young G Situation turned drastic, I`m pullin` out plastic So bring the beat cuz I`m a bastard Barely breathing, but leave the body in plastic Blaze the broccoli on the roof of murderin` street Psychotic, leave the mic, it`s idiotic Bring ya heat if you `bout it Watch `em inhale butane and spit hot flames Thug, so I`m stayin` heated But fuck the trouble that it`s caused We part insane, mentally With a urge to splurge a piece of my poison To innocent citizens Violent millitants, check the currency on my pistol for them Decided we out Repeat 1 to fade
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