The Story

            Em               
I'm always talking shit cause 
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wherever I go I walk in shit
And now they got me on some stalking
 shit
       Em                   Bm
Broad daylight niggaz is crying "But
 I don't want anyone to blast"
So from the roof I pick em off like 
a scab
Em                        Bm
And watch the slug bust a thug like 
a watermelon
He shoulda thought about that before
 caught a terror
Em                         Bm
And now another kid grows up without
 a daddy or a mommy
Cause at the funeral I hit up the 
caddy,
Em                                
it's the army for real niggaz with
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 nothing to lose
Cause when it's time to go you don't
 get to choose
           Em                      
I make the muthafuckin rules and I 
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enforce it,
shorty's people was loose hand so he
 lost it
             Em                    
I took the joints and tossed them, 
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in the river,
at the same spot that I dumped
This kid that didn't want to give a 
          Em                       
nigga the combo, to the safe in the
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 crib
Look, money, that's why I did what I
 did

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     Em                            
Mad stressed and I'm about to have 
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a breakdown
It's time for pops who got the store
 on the corner to have get a 
shakedown
Em                               
He hasn't paid for protection in 
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like two months
So I figured I'd leave him wit like 
two fronts
Em                           Bm
I break up shit to let him know that
 I'm real
Reminder, I know where you live so 
don't squeal
Em                      Bm
Told him, next time I come, Have 
some paper for me
Don't fuck around and turn into 
another caper for me
Em                                
Cause though he's cool all that 
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cool shit stops
And I be in the crowd talking bout, 
"Yo who killed pops?"
          Em                     
It's a shame, he was caught up in 
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the game and couldn't play it
So I smoked him, I asked him "who's 
the man" and made him say it
Em                             
Three times, and that's how many 
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times I hit him
A nigga was acting like he didn't 
have to pay so I did him
Em                            Bm
Yo I think this shit is going to my 
head (for real)
But let that be a lesson, don't pay 
dues and you dead

         Em                     
A little birdie told me that the 
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feds were on to me
And they wanted to do something real
 wrong to me
      Em                  Bm
So I broke out, Blazed the L for a 
while
Checked my sources and found my name
 was on file
      Em                   Bm
Under gun for hire and extortion, 
but yo I never use
The same joint twice as a precaution
     Em                         Bm
 and I heard this kid tried to set 
me up
He knew I knew so he tried to wet me
 up
    Em                             
See he was under investigation for 
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drugs
They set up all types of phone taps 
and bugs
                 Em             
Then when they bagged him, money 
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went out, reprisent (he was my 
friend)
Said they'd let him go, all he had 
to do was snitch
       Em                        
And I know now he wish they would 
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have kept him
Cause it was sweet how I crept him, 
wet him up then left him
Em                                
And that's for mufuckas that don't
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 know
Go against the grain and you feel 
the pain
Aight yo?