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 Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop right now 
Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right? You are crazy 
I ain't crazy, you are crazy 
At least I don't think I'm crazy 
I think my shit is hot, I think I'm hot 
You hot but you crazy 
Why they wanna? Man, I don't know 
 
It's the money that makes shit get ugly 
It's the money that makes these hoes love me 
It's the money that makes niggas wanna slug me 
Man, I thought the money would make it all lovely 
Yo, I actually write what I do or see 
The felonies from day to day make me say what I say 
When I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's 
Don't cry for me, smile for me 
And if you see them niggas that wet me, wile' for me 
 
Remember the good times, the chips we stacked 
The clips we packed 
And all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack 
Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and from the start 
Everything I wrote was from my heart 
So it'll always be number one on my chart 
I get sensitive with my shit, don't fuck with my art 
Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin' 
This shit is real, it ain't a game 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
 
First it happened to Stretch then to Pac and Big 
I'm convinced it can happen to anybody kid 
So I get vest up when I get dressed up 
In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up 
If it's Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup 
If you got somethin' to doubt me, shut the fuck up 
Why do niggas act like they hard when they know they butt? 
And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck 
 
Duke listen, if you move I'ma hurt you 
You'll get your turn to shine later, patience is a virtue 
Right now what you need to do is gimme the cash 
Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass 
Be a good Boy now, go and get your stash 
I seen you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash 
Alright run along before I shoot ya ass 
I hate to do this to you but I really need this cash 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
 
I know we all gotta go, but I'd hate to go fast 
Then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick around and go last 
Man listen, if you really really like this shit 
Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shit 
Call him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop 
I'ma be chargin' ya'll niggas like Forty a pop 
To each his own, me? I got it while it was cheap 
Typical mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street 
 
1999's the year of the predator, I'm killin' to eat 
Niggas'll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get beat 
Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a treat 
You're a generous guy, take 'em off or die 
Man, we hurtin' 'round here, ain't nobody slingin' pies 
Look around, ain't nobody 'round here fly 
Why you 'round here with this shit anyway? Huh? You high? 
See, you done made the wrong move, kiss your ass goodbye 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
 
They say the good die young 
I guess these grimy niggas live a long time 
Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and shine 
Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine 
  
            
 
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