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Hook:(2X) The same shit's going on The stalking mouths is talking The same that going on You I seen it all before
It's cool enough to win but better to hate to lose There's only one Nas by the hundred use You lose money chasing women, never lose, chasing money Niggaz is broke, plus the wolves is Morgues full of dead niggaz who is taking Morgues full a niggaz who the shit they ate in their stomach and steak Gortex bootprints still on his face, it's on his face when we visit his Whatever's I do it Fight against a army one gun I use it Some suntou Keep it on you walking ammonia You far oppenents we can for the moments I stay in decietful With with foul natures Attempted murder trial the the witnesses And relitives of victims it's the shit we live Queens thug matrimony a fony Bullets hit a crack in his Abercrombie analysts was asking me what happened to me See the got to be, then the gat got to me Then the homies on the block the stacks of money Then these bitches was bending backwards for me The lames put the rap in the caskets slowly Man I give a fuck...
Hook:(2X) The same shit's going on The crackheads Loud mouths is The same that going on You know I it all before
Ortiz:
Planet The of the worse Handle turf Cannons a burst and breaks the wrists of jerks Scare me to on your man and that herse I seen it ten They get a small never the headline in the lobby next to empty yack bottles Niggaz drunk talking shit like when they see mac nozzle But nothing happens if it do, nothing ever happens We don't talk if that aint gutter you in the ghetto You can ask a nigga mother what happened and get an When I'm it's so bad Bunch of ignorant mulfuckers with no Oh he did, but he don't care cause he nursing his hab And when him and they mom he always throw jabs So they grip a mag And walk like who wanna choke tag Fiending to leave a head see through like a bag If your life's slightly something like the one that Joe had then (Ghetto) a peas, scoop cheese, duck D's and squeeze Breezing on hooptees, bumping new And the houchies please G's by gettin on their Giving a part the scarecrow knee I'm living at the shit that I write is from my heart, my Simple with pocket grab a sharpy homie mark my words If anybody interfere with me and these I aint in a career, dawg, im beating you up I'm ghetto
Hook:(2X) The same that going on The crackheads Loud mouths is The shit's that going on You know I it all before