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    What the rules say
    We don't care what the rules say
    We don't care what the rules say
    We just gotta win
    We don't know, how did they get in?
    So we going in
    Why should we care what you say?
    When we playing for keeps
    Gotta go all in when you bet the streets [x2]

    Why they mad at a Mac?
    Wasn't thinking 'bout me when I stood in the back
    Always had a plan, all I did was attack
    All I know is a map to the motherfucking paper
    If I told you, you would probably have jewels in your hand
    Neck, wrist [?] buying mueller's and shit
    I am who I said, you can prove that shit
    Just ask your bitch
    And don't be mad when she dodging and shit

    Like why you ask?
    Why you on my dick?
    Straight from the block
    All of these trappers with rocks in they socks
    I been out posted when 12 riding by
    Street corner chiefing, sold blunts at the high
    Sessions stand by
    Nothing but brawlers and ballers, but I

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    They doing them, I'm doing I
    Stayed in my lane and kept burning my tithes
    Laugh off my company, you calling em mad
    You can find me in the cut in the back
    With a beautiful woman, couple of tats
    Pussy so good make my soul relax
    Good God, Allah, Yahweh
    Repent, Replay, Rewind on go
    Nothing but green lights on these streets I ride
    187 death by forty-five

    Roulette!
    When you giving your life, what would you bet?
    What would you risk?
    Put your hood on your back, probably slip a disc
    When you going for the win, you can take a loss
    If the coward don't snitch we gone all walk
    But you know how that go, bitches do talk
    [?] in the room but a elephant
    Lame people be mad they irrelevant

    Me? I'm just trying to duck the radar
    15 years for a AR
    DA never play fair, Zimmerman just got off
    Trayvon would have got the chair
    Niggas know it if you don't
    Corporations see color like street gangs
    White or black, what do you bang?
    You can beat yourself like Sosa

    Or you can beat the odds like HOVA
    Listening to B-Push [?]
    Thinking how it'd be if they knew ya
    Listen to your song in the Rover
    Thousand dollar shades sipping cola
    You don't feel at all, I'm a gum, molars
    Talking money everytime ya mouth open

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