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You out of line (*repeated throughout song*)
[Chorus: Pharell] Mmm I`ma tell you what I`m talkin bout When I was a young boy My mama always told me don`t take no shit Motherfucker hit you then you better hit `em back So when I hit the nigga it could Breeeeeak Nigga out of line [Verse 1: Malice] Back when I was `bout Big Wheels and race tracks Pops pushed a Tornado and rolled to 8 tracks Never stood a chance, exposed from way back Lyin` to the baby sayin its Ajax I was `bout 4 when I walked past that door That shoulda been closed where I first witnessed the raw See in my household it was quite unique Playin hide and seek, you might find a key Car glimpse accidentally, branded my mental Pals my role model in that Lincoln Continental Bought all my friends Icees, it was `bout 6 And when he pulled off I was like, See told ya we was rich How I turned out let it be no surprise When they speak of cousin Ricky it brings tears to my eyes See, my family got a history of hustlers Lil` brother, big brother, mother to grandmother Its tradition [Chorus] [Verse 2: Pusha T] My mama didn`t see it comin, my daddy was there What`s my excuse Cartoons were the root Started with Yosimite Sam with the gun in palm of the hand, what couln`t I demand See, thirteen Studied the gangsta`s lean Low brim, no smile Lotta cash meanwhile Daddy had the Chrysler Fifth Avey Hustlers on the blocks cars were aero-dynamie With ghetto paint jobs, Mango M threes Seventeen inch B-Bs ridin` tough Tha bike was Huffy, attention was froze In a twenty five cent frozen cup laid my soul Tha streets had me to mold Since fourteen holdin, Pusha T was chosen Rebel like Shake Rivera Tyco RC versus Carrera [Chorus] [Verse 3: Malice] I think of grandma and the way she would foot `em She kinda remind me of Madam Queen and Hoodlum Sport the grandkids, each one she would treasure Said she kept two guns and to do so was a pleasure The cigarette dangle forty-five degree angle Sitll every bit a lady but you don`t wanna tangle Let that explain me and how I got involved Young`ns hustlin in the creep, me, Jon-Jon and Jamal [Pusha T] Age Fifteen Walkin through the hallway, plate the new Jordans First ones on the scene See I could afford `em, Livin out a dream Hustler on the rise, laces untied Slid past young`ns, couldn`t break my stride Didn`t know I was knotted in street ties Teachers askin` how and why Bitches passin` by Oh my, he`s so gangsta [Chorus]
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