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I woke up this morning, this is insane Rich as a motherfucker and ain't much changed Open my eyes, no suprise, I'm with a different bitch Different day, different ass, different tits Strap under my pillow, I don't want the jit I'm not supposed to do this shit, but I forget The true principles of life are supply and demand Guess if you never sold dope it's hard to understand My man got knowledge of self, at my back God Find out today's mathematics when that Mac go off My temper volatile, grew up a violent child Fuck a boy scout, I air your ass out Nigga, nice chain, dice game, try your luck Shoot a couple head cracks, leave while you up I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage Gold medal around my neck like I won the Olympics We came from nothing, now they saying we straight Nigga, hold up, hold on Hold on These niggas, they watching every dime we make Hold up, hold on Hold on We want that deluxe apartment in the sky with a clear view Instead we get the D's in the rear view We learn to play the game how it's supposed to be played And so you know, you violate, you supposed to be sprayed It's not a big deal to me, stay calm I'll shoot the shit out of a nigga, then call it Barrel Bonds But, if I don't do this shit myself, bet I'll get it done Shit on my nigga, you shit on me, we of one Used to do graffiti, now look we major Don't make me write my name across your face with a razor Re-Up, no joke, they say theyis sample the bomb This shit can take a two and we cut this bitch with a one Watch the fiends stand in line for the potency No lactose involved, pure coco leaf You can sniff that or cook that to my belief That money coming in like we run the streets We came from nothing, now they saying we straight Nigga, hold up, hold on Hold on These niggas, they watching every dime we make Hold up, hold on Hold on This shit go how I said, go when it's time to expand So say it's over your dead body and that's the plan You a gangster for real, you ready to ride? Nigga, you gonna die a bad case of too much pride Check my DNA, homie I'm a different kind Hit the speed dial, that quick I'll get ya lined We don't want your block, just cop your work from us Those niggas you call allies can't be trust That Rollie all gold, I got the Midas touch Sometimes it's hard as hell not to touch stuff On the phone I heard 'Ye smacked the shit outta a kid Now Jimmy got life, go smack him again When it's war, it will be war to the bitter end If they ever say we lose, I start it again Let's sneak the niggas spray that Semi at your momma crib With a silencer we couldn't even hear that shit We came from nothing, now they saying we straight Nigga, hold up, hold on Hold on These niggas, they watching every dime we make Hold up, hold on Hold on

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JOELL ORTIZ, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, BARRETT STRONG, NORMAN WHITFIELD

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Animal Ambition: An Untamed Desire To Win

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G-UNIT RECORDS (GNR)

Release Date

June 3, 2014

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different came every straight saying it's when these this from i'll want don't with shit nigga dime they supposed niggas make that hold watching your nothing

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