Tom: D# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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If Curiosity killed these cats,
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gotta stay real with that
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Every body want to know,
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how does he deal with that
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Premature baby, agin' two,
got him goin' crazy
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Fuck milk, drinkin' brew,
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payin' dues, babysitters hate me
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Came to hit your lady, damn,
you lookin' fine
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Heavily sedated, but I waited,
man, I gotta shine
Ahead of my time,
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streets'll keep us behind
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Started shit with a whole nation
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once I failed on my rhyme
Heaven is mine,
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reflections of a ghetto in fested with crime
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Children molested, it ain't no question,
we stressin' and high
Pressin' for time,
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like a lion protectin' his pride
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Sexin' your wife, who's next to reply?
Do the sides like never heard us,
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we got these suckas petrified
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Dustin' off my beast
mister please don't hurt us
Give these niggas curb service,
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don't twist my words
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Let me swerve in the bird,
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perkin' off any nerve
Jerk that ass from left to right,
see through these niggas
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like holy good dear tithes
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Not knowin' this real life, right,
mister who you sign with?
I'm on some last minute,
I'm right on time shit,
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welcome to my killing mill
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Uh, I got a story to tell,
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so much hell I just can't seem to chill
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I uh, get it still, bring the real nigga
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Welcome to my killer feel, uh
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I got a story to tell, so much hell,
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I just can't seem to chill
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I bring the real nig ga
A lil' loafed out, smoked out
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dealer out the southwest
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Bustin' out my dick, he's comin' get me,
nigga, God bless
Mashin' and mobbin',
blastin' and robbin'
What? Got my cash and I'm flossin',
dodgin' the law
What? Plus 11 brain,
they getting the player paid
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So I'm waiting, out of focus
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Mama told me I'm hopeless
and I know this
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But notice, my older brothers
slacing me with game
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Get some work out on the block,
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never let them know your name
Bad days I don't complain,
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I'm insane in the brain, it's all game
Who on the lid of all the life?
No longer homies,
y 'all let's ride tonight
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No longer homies, see they all enemies
Now it's only me on the mission of OG
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I'm in the cuts, hitting these niggas up
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Is it love or what?
Now I'm saggin' in my bridges,
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Gamin', I'm a wild motherfucker,
and it ain't no tamin'
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To be a G and not to be exquisitely,
I'm seekin'
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Mobbin' like Rikas,
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the ghost is in the house
and he's squeakin'
Easin' up on this nigga
with the nickel -platin' trigger
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Duggin' non -stop, livin'
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cause the nigga know it's this a prison
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A son's givin' to this world,
feelin' pain
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Give that young player some game
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and let that motherfucker do his thing
Now who's to blame?
He wanted to regulate the Southside
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You bout to get your shit split,
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isn't it wicked when we ride?
Colombian crack smuggler,
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pandemonium
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Back from under, niggas,
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let's keep in contact
So we can stack these numbers
I wonder, chillin' with some homies
from the West Coast
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No set trip, let's sit in the Lex
And sip the X -O,
my ex -hoe be jockin'
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Cause she know my shit be poppin'
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Murderous mob nigga
on the runnin',
I ain't stoppin'
What it is and what it's all about
Let's see how the hell
we can rock the house
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I grab a microphone
and kick these lyrics all night long
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Oh boy, you know it's Mr. Mike,
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and tonight it's on
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What it is and what it's all about
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Baby let's see how the
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hell we can rock the house
I grab a microphone
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and get these styles all night long
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Girl you know it's Mr. Mike
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and tonight it's on
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What it is and what it's all about
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Let's see how the hell
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we can rock the house
Another day, another dose of this
Players stay close to this
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Can't lose your focus,
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we all got modes to kick
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What it is and what it's all about
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Let's see how the hell
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we can rock the house
Another day, another dose, it is
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Whether you're broke or rich,
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can't lose your fo cus
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We all got more to give
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We all got more
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to give
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We all got more to give
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We all got more to give
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We all got more to give
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Extravagant discourse, spiritual nature,
of a god gifted,
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hust ling motherfucker
named Mr. Mike. Peace.
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